15 years ago I was at $900M. Now I’m twice that. I let the “Dead Men” run my Dad’s oil business, greed on autopilot.
In still moments I suspect the meaning my life could have had. I live in fear of that truth and my instinct is to deny my worth and cover up. Thank God I have the money to die anonymously, criminality unknown.
I throw the world a bone so the true me will be ignored. But there’s no end game to this. My crimes known or unknown, either way I die a cheated man.
In still moments I suspect the meaning my life could have had. I live in fear of that truth and my instinct is to deny my worth and cover up. Thank God I have the money to die anonymously, criminality unknown.
I throw the world a bone so the true me will be ignored. But there’s no end game to this. My crimes known or unknown, either way I die a cheated man.
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