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IN THE REALM OF BUSTLING DAYS, WE TOIL AND STRIVE,

BALANCING ON THE TIGHTROPE OF WORK AND LIFE.


SUNRISE CALLS, A NEW DAY UNFOLDS,
A DANCE OF TASKS, STORIES UNTOLD.

FROM DESKS TO FIELDS, OR STORES, OR SCREENS,


WE CHASE OUR DREAMS, AND WHAT IT MEANS,
TO MAKE A MARK, TO LEAVE A TRACE,
IN THE GRAND THEATER OF TIME AND SPACE.

IN SUITS OR APRONS, UNIFORMS ARRAYED,


IN CUBICLES OR CLASSROOMS, IN EVERY SHADE,
WE LABOR ON, WITH HEARTS ALIGHT,
IN THE TAPESTRY OF DAY AND NIGHT.

FROM MEETINGS LONG TO QUIET BREAKS,


IN COFFEE SIPS AND SLEEPY WAKES,
THE CLOCK IT TICKS, IT NEVER TIRES,
AS LIFE UNFURLS ITS CEASELESS FIRES.

YET AMIDST THE GRIND, A TRUTH ENDURES,


THE HEART YEARNS FOR WHAT IT MOST ASSURES,
IN HUGS, IN LAUGHTER, IN FRIENDSHIPS TRUE,
IN LOVE AND SOLACE, IN SKIES SO BLUE.

THE EVENING COMES, THE OFFICE LIGHT DIMS,


A CURTAIN FALLS, AS NIGHT SKY RIMS,
WITH STARS THAT TWINKLE, A TRANQUIL SEA,
WE FIND OUR HAVEN, WE FIND OUR GLEE.

FOR WORK IS NOBLE, A PATH WE TROD,


BUT LIFE, SWEET LIFE, IT'S OUR TRUEST GOD,
IN FAMILY'S ARMS, IN NATURE'S GRACE,
WE FIND OUR SANCTUARY, OUR SACRED SPACE.

SO LET US CHERISH BOTH REALMS, ENTWINED,


IN WORK AND LIFE, OUR SOULS ALIGNED,
FOR IN THIS DANCE, THIS EBB AND FLOW,
WE FIND OUR PURPOSE, WE LEARN AND GROW.

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