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First day at the office

A poem to describe the monotonous routine of life.

/ˈhɑːtbreɪk/ noun – Feelings of overwhelming distress

Often feels like your heart is going through a cheese grater.

‘The revolution has always been in the hands of the young. The young always inherit the revolution.’ – Huey P Newton

And why it’s breeding a nation of self-absorbed youts

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