you keep washing
your black
car. it keeps raining.
the roads
are filthy, which
makes the car
dirty again.
it's a simple
thing that you
completely understand.
leaving you with
the thought that
you'll never ever
again buy a black
car, but you will.
you always do.
it's so hard
to change, and
to stop complaining.
ask anyone.
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