What goes around, comes around
What goes around, comes aroundThe sun sets, the sun rises
I inhale, I exhale
The tide pushes out, the tide pulls in
Night arrives, night vanishes
My eye open, my eyes close,
The moon shines, the moon fades
For every action, there is an equal reaction
Whether we see it or not
It exists, it occurs
It is a realty
Today, the boss that forced me to leave my job, is now being force out of his.
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