People are so serious about their missions,

Forgetting how they’ve formerly treated you,

Dropping by to say hi.

You can’t start convos with me

When you’ve forgotten a birthday,

Forgotten who I am,

Went away for so long,

Tried to pick me up

When you have time.

So much dust on me

That

You’ll put me down again, anyway.

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