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Working Nine to FiveDoors open on invisible hinges Leading into darkened halls. People standing in orderly fashion Awaiting the time until there name is called. Smiles on faces slowly disappear As they realize they are confronting there fear. Single file they walk towards the wall Facing there executionerThey try and stand tall. They thought they were doing what was right all along But all they were doing was prolonging the song. Going through the motions and performing the mundane They slowly killed themselves by going insane. They were to afraid to step out and stand on there own And now they have died with there legacy unknown.
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