Loving this reminder of
that place that I don't want to go
If I wasn't me I'd look at me
and say I told you so
but I gladly give the last word
to the ones who wish to be there
a small price to slip away
get right back to my fireside chair
unlike all the other times
this time I'm never going back
I'll free up so much time to work
you'll pale at how my outputs stack
my learnings and my masteries
I'll be plain stuffed with gold and face
I'd call a shack a palace though
to never more be in that place
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