These chains of obligation
we carry like beasts
Day after day
dragging our weighed down asses
up mountain steep
to do what must be done
for glory unseen
For there are no medals
to be awarded
on the hollow pedestal
of real life
At the end of the journey
after the task is complete
we can finally find respite
and rest our weary feet
Take a long sip of eternity
savoring the knowledge
we did our duty
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