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Hordes of people biting and clawing to the front, Brawling and shoving for every minute inch, They move in unison with the music, Noise blaring every second, Bruises and cuts starts, Their blood gushes, The Show, Their anger builds, Deep resentments dawn, The boss screaming at them still, They have a 9-to-5, coat-and-tie job, Fighting and cheating for every promotion, Hordes of people biting and clawing to the top. |
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