BUSINESS TRIP

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COUNTRY POEMS



                 So many nights, so many days.

                 So many places, I need to play.

                 So many faces, see come to me.

    It can cause a head to whirl, a mind to twirl.

    So many flights, where to land.

    Basic things no longer understand.

    A world that spins, spins, spins, so fast.  

    All the time past.

        Where am I?  It can make you want to cry

        So many faces, spaces, places and races.

        I forget what city i'm in.

   A game I'm not going to win.

   I dont know, where I am going to go.

   All the places look the same, it can drive you insane.

   How many cities, one two, three, four five.

   I don't feel alive.

              

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If you don't feel alive doing business trips, why don't you just quit? Find something else more appealing despite that you may or may not make less or no money?