Retail life
4 AM Is too early. But 12 AM is too late.
I do what I gotta do,
But I'm about to call it quits.
Pull the trigger and splatter my whit.
Nothing you do matters.
Nobody cares.
So don't even worry.
Smile and deal with it.
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