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The last thing I told him

Some of us
have it
and some
of us just don’t.

The ability
to do
what needs to be
done

all the while
suffering
for a possible
weekend of fun

or a cookie cutter
vacation,
one
that everyone’s been on.

Some of us
have it,
while others
must go out with a bang.

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