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(Pretty sure people will disagree with me on this one. Guess it kind of fits Halloween since some call this situation a horror show.)
We work until our bodies break
Our minds withered and misused
All to stay within our means
And avoid the bitter cold
We toil for days away from home
Draining energy and dreams
Hoping to reach two days
Where we rush to finish chores
Our world is aimed to keep us broken
With pills to mask the fraying edges
And fear to drive our bodies on
Never letting us see that all is wrong
True rest comes with a taste of guilt
Many know not what to do
Time without work is a foreign treat
That vanishes before we savor it
We claim the crown of greatest beast
The chosen of the land
Yet very few can reach their peak
In our land of greed and fear
Legends of Windemere 
Yes, I see what you mean. This situation is horrifying!
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Getting worse as time moves on too.
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Very thought provoking, Charles. I enjoyed it. Now that I am no longer working for a company I remember these feelings and am gald to be away.
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I look forward to that day.
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Of course, the downside is it comes near the end of the runway.
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I can certainly relate.
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Seems like many do. Definitely hit a target audience with this one.
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A true modern horror story!
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Found across the planet.
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