Dear Refa,You will not

January 31, 2018

Dear Refa,

You will not win. There's not much more to say.

The distance from home, the ice and storms - HA! I survived anyway.

You decided to step it up and violate me personally.

But I have news, I don't break and my car can be fixed easily.

You may have tested my will with your petty attempts

From deseration of friends and roommates who didn't pay rent.

But I have news for you, so lend me your ear.

I've learned so much my dear Refa - I've conquered my fear.

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