So I say, it was so characteristic of you to self-pity and assert yourself in such an ill-manner. This, is what you call karma. Your name is tarnished. Not by one case, but with one, two, many instances. You are insecure. Your insecurities will soon catch up with you. You did not deserve my tears. I did not deserve to cry. Nobody deserves to be treated poorly. There is hope.
And now, the curtain of death. This is for those who put little value in things that are far more important than gardening. The curtain shifts in the background, blown with the wind, for the lack of integrity and self-determination. But there is hope.
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