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 once upon a time

Worked hard, earned a living
Pay my taxes, always on time.
did overtime whenever asked
pension some thing to look forward to
You’re sixty five now, told to old to work
. have to let you go, you can't stay here. 
Where to now, we don’t care.
Pension won’t cover expenses
not our problem,profit is the game.
What in gods name was my life all about.

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