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Last straw
Perfectly pressed shirts. Black, knee length skirts. Undecorated nails and fingers.
An appearance designed to conceive a person devoid of emotions
An absence of sentimentality. Only professionalism. Under the pretense of decorum.
Chained to our desks, are we not?
A heavy chain weighing us down. As though a single misstep might trigger an alarm
Empty bodies enslaved to careers. Minds fixated on success.
Unable to pay attention to those around us. Distractions.
How are we to break away?
This fate brought down upon our children and future generations.
Seeds sown into a rocky soil; filled with poison and capitalism.
We live to see individualism disappearing and conformity flourish.
The final end to society.
