My Job is Speaking

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    The job speaking to a workaholic

    My Job is Speaking

     When the moon sets 
    And the day is done
    And it's time to rest
    Will you still think of me
    while you dreaming dreams
    to be the best all you can be. 
    I know you will
    Cause I'm always on your mind 
    All the time even tho you sometimes 
    leave me behind. 
    You always come back.
    Matter Fact,
    I know you doing fine. 
    And I will be o.k.
    Because I'll see you from 9 to 5.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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