ends
and they tell you they no longer
need you,
your skills
your intelligence
your dedication,
when the job
ends and they show
you to the door
the guard
taking your key badge,
you carrying your
box of
what nots
from the office, your
desk
each drawer,
when the job ends
rejoice
and don't look back.
find you own way
in this world.
no need to feel sad,
regret or remorse.
it's not for you.
move on.
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