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Blessed

You work, 
You work,
Then, you put up with work,
’Pass up opportunity to leave work,
But it's not in vain.

You toil,
You toil,
But you almost got your motive foiled,
’Pass on the opportunity to be uncoiled,
But it's never in vain.

You build,
You build,
Like the dream you want filled,
Like the dream you once filled,
But is it ever in the right vein?

You empty, 
You empty,
Life’s cup is filled up,
Like the dream that's being fulfilled
Is it the correct vein?

You’re happy.
You’re happy.
Wife's happy,
Husband’s happy,
Kids are happy.
Friends are happy.
Is 
God happy?

Life is a dream.
It's going well.
Please don't disturb me or my happiness.

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