Living with Less
Dear, I've left something behind.
Sorry to say, I've lost my mind,
but don't fret, or cry, or pout.
We'll just have to live without.
Something else, love, has been lost
or gone off to the races.
Sorry to say, what concerns me most
is in some other places.
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