LI. invisible much

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Efforts unseen
in this world, unclean
I know I'm doing good things I mean
but my efforts unseen

Efforts unseen
under this worlds demean
my efforts are foreign
I am negligence's fiend

Efforts unseen
no matter how much they've seen
I'm never foreseen
never taken to acknowledgement from where I've been

Efforts unseen
my life has has always been
like it was never mine to begin
just labour for the sake of others satisfaction

who leave my efforts unseen

my blood sweat and tears don't matter
it's left to flow away like water
no one to stop
and for once appreciate my undying labour

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