The Lifer
The Lifer
Eye feel so sorry for someone that cares for only work and cannot have a little fun
it seems so sad to me they cannot use the world to live or love but robot only
seems to me a fate as worse as any death has come to those in work zones he
looked for all the world a sad sad man when he said there is only work related
things allowed on his bulletin board in the work zone land. He has helped me
many times but now he told me with his eyes that eye am just a cipher in his life
he died when he signed up for cash a lifer stuck upon the number given him
when job was given name a number in the zone a lifeless thing a lifer come to
stay how many gentle readers have the number or the name just like the lifer
man the game is god the thing is done now no new information in the lifer zone
allowed. No Soul.
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