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There were times throughout my life that I lost you.
I felt so alone and there were moments I was scared.
Sometimes it was a shock and I didn't know what to do.
The world seemed so cruel and I was so unprepared.
I was completely free with the way that I lived.
There were very few material things I needed.
However, you went through my pockets like a sieve.
Buying random things, my budget was often exceeded.
Some things did happen that were out of my control,
But I blame no one but myself for the sins of my past.
When you come into my life, I get on a roll.
I save nothing at, so, with me, you rarely last.
Copyright © Philip Scheidel | Year Posted 2022
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