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Things to do, the time flies by swiftly
  One day turns to another, the sun rises, the sun sets
    Another day, gone never to return, not to be undone
      A multitude of words, who can count them, mostly vanity

The night, sleep for the worker, work for the night creatures
  Its best product, rest, for those who prowl, the gain of iniquity
    The day comes and the sleepless ones long for it
      The alarm rings the sleepers rise to another day of vanity, push replay!

Another cup of coffee, cream or sugar not important
  Wake up and count the hours until day is done or undone
    Take a break and talk to someone about the weather
      Waiting, waiting the hours passing, the evening comes, go home!

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