Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest F - Recession
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Every 24 hours another nail in my fucking coffin.
Alienated at birth.
Buried separate from every mass grave.
When will it end? No one can answer that question.
My end in the face of unemployment and every day at the office a battle I'll never win.
An american hooker born into the trade of human trafficking and meeting goals.
I never wanted to work for how can I see anything?
How am I supposed to live?
How am I supposed to...
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