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Great poem. Most of us start to feel like privileged and brag about those moments like we have become one with privilege class. Your poem sheds light on some who see the real truth, that we are simply their puppet. Your poem popped up on the side of one of my poem ' I don't understand '. Thanks for sharing.

You share the brittleness of their obscene wealth and shabby lives without saying too much. ' the complicity of it all/ made my fresh underwear feel dirty..' says it perfectly. Splendid poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The food and drink sounded too rich for my blood. Damn, look at that dirt under my nails...