what i remember of you was your rudeness to that woman
who had no work
and who worked for you
but you kept that rudeness
through and through.
karma, karma,
chameleon
that's it. that sums it all.
now look at you, white haired, flat tire,
folded, passe,
do not complain.
you deserve it.
God is here
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