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I have worked all day today, I will work all day tomorrow, Troubled sleep is no relief, More like a chance to breath, And what will I have To show for my efforts? Headaches, brain damage, Stress and a broken marriage, Money is fluid, Impossible to hold, There is no way to stop it Flowing in and out of my pocket, I am driftwood buffeted by the sea, And from my voyage so far, I'm empty tired and sore As I drift on towards the shore.

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