Go to work
Get stressed out
Go berserk
Count your blessings
Like a spiritual clerk
Consuming what we don't need
Embarking on life full speed
Something felt missing
It wasn't nice like kissing
More like a snake hissing
Ready to strike and inject
The venom is deadly
I now go steadily
Searching for the heavenly
Avoiding the third degree
Seeking what is hidden within me
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