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Life of Common Man

Home and office are limited, the point of my life. More work than me and no more prize. Money is also limited to me, no other arrangement's. Salary does not get much bank and balance is empty. The home is expensive now,the family is a also expecting me How to tell them my pain,their hopes are in the future. So,those who earn less,this is a cry of always. When will he come when the day will be all under me. That's all I have to do in happiness and sorrow. Become all the people getting the minimum wages are alone.

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