The Forces of Zen
Time to give up the ghost, throw in the towel
You'll never find the girl of your dreams
The very next day is precisely when
She appears, cued by the forces of Zen
You've looked for years for that special position
So you're certain 'it ain't meant to be'
Just when you stop checking Indeed and Linked-in
You get a call about that job req* from your twin
When we finally decide to let go of the reins
~ We see they were actually chains
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*req = requisition
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