Worked my hands to the bone
Demolishing this tree with no more than a machete
Blistering in the sun, wilting in the cold
But always keeping my blade ready and steady
The job is almost done
Not much more to chop away
Work isn't work if you make it fun
cease the pain, seize the day
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This is how the world will end... We'll all go ******** ourselves burning_eyes
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This is how the world will end... We'll all go ******** ourselves burning_eyes