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Lost - a Prequel

whatever would be the point of intervention what good would it do i know where they are i know right where i lost them so then are they lost the meaning of lost seems to be ambiguous what a sketchy word you can't find your keys and so therefore you lost them i know where they are so then are they lost lost to you but not to me sketchy yes indeed on the other hand i lost it at the racetrack i know where it is so then is it lost i think i see a pattern starting to emerge if i lost my cash i can't ever get it back it was all my fault if you lost your keys you just ask Saint Anthony make sure you say please
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August 28, 2015 at 5:38 PM
Love it! Fun thing to write about as we are all in "lost and found" mode. We even lose sleep! SUGGESTION/TYPO/TWEAKS?: 4th vrs., 3rd line...I think a typo? Know(s) plural to singular? Hope your Bubbles is found again or always in your heart <3 [google Pebblebee]. Thanks for this one Mike! I enjoyed it.
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