Boredom of Dust

I dusted the house as a child and hated it. Now I find the same chore on my own sucks. The people around me: are they dusty? Am I to run for the hills in hopes of finding a new love crew? Bitch please, I love you but will always find my own way. Friends, love you, and enemies? We’re not but nice try attempting to score points, playa. Forever waiting for my partner.

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