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Under Artificial Lights

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Under Artificial Lights

Everyday like clockwork
We come to be
Under artificial lights
To work like bees

Together we're awesome
Ideas flow free
Whether they see the light of day
Remains to be seen

This pyramid of chairs
Like the tides of the sea
Ebb and flow with the seasons
All in hope of the green

The AC hums silently
In place of the breeze
Badges and laurels all around
Keep growing like trees

The sound of keys clacking
Signify the elbow grease
All eyes and words directed
At the king, hoping to please

Everyday like clockwork
We come to be
Under artificial lights
To work like bees

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