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Envy

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My two friends went to go visit you for a weekend.
I asked them how you were doing.
The first said,
“She’s doing really well. She seems so happy now.”
The second said,
“She’s really blossomed. Her apartment is beautiful ”
So, when people ask me
how you’re doing
I say, “She got run over by a bus.”