Give me credit,
that’s all I ask for.
Give me for which that I deserve.
I worked hard.
I am not Einstein or Freda,
I did not cure diseases.
But I earned those ideas.
You stole from me that which I pined for.
angst for.
It’s not hard to take,
copy and replicate.
I never want to come up with anything ever again.
You’re not forgiven.
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