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Working
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Communication/Poetry Working
By Karyn Indursky
Everyday we're working.
Work. Work. Work.
It never ends.
When we finish one thing, something else has to be done.
Resting wastes time.
We rush as much as we can.
Somehow, we think it's wise.
There is no stopping.
Time doesn't stand still.
Relaxation ceases to exist.
No matter what, there is work.
Consequences of working don't cross our minds.
We work, work, and work some more.
Accomplishments are meaningless.
Nothing is ever good enough.
Perfection is never reached.
