how hard
to chase the dollar.
to make
ends meet.
to secure payment on
everything.
how long the day is
doing what
must be done,
hanging onto
that subway strap
and seeing
the flickering
world pass
by, along with years.
how different you
expected
life to be.
the bell rings.
it's your stop. only
thirty more
years to go.
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