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Time to Retire
Contributed by
softerware
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Saturday, 25th November 2017 @ 02:14:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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What shall I do when nobody needs me?
Nobody listens, nobody heeds me?
With no one to rally, and no one to praise?
Out in my pasture, left here to graze.
No battles to fight; no goals to achieve;
What will I do when its time that I leave?
When I am gone my desk will be foraged,
My projects boxed up and taken to storage.
Others will come in place of myself;
All that I was will be left on a shelf.
Do what you can, while you can, lest you rust;
Those who cannot are gathering dust.
Copyright ©
softerware
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2017-11-25 14:14:31]
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Re: Time to Retire
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by ming on
Saturday, 25th November 2017 @ 07:21:47 PM AEST
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Goodness! Heart wrenching in its rawness. Deep thoughts in such lovely rhymes.
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Re: Time to Retire
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by JamesStockdale on
Sunday, 26th November 2017 @ 04:28:55 PM AEST
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We are nothing more than hermit crabs.
When we are gone, someone else takes our shell and the saga continues.
Great write and flow, ya know? |
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Re: Time to Retire
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by unknown_utopia on
Wednesday, 29th November 2017 @ 05:26:44 PM AEST
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we are all just cogs in the machine
we will be replaced
but
while we are still here
as you say we do what we can.... |
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