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The Gambler' S Descent

Let me not be hampered at all. Allow every chip to fall I am with spleen displayed Utterly despaired with tempid tears Soiled and disheveled,--A POST MARKED SOUL

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Date: 6/19/2015 10:04:00 AM
Incredible depth and weight to this ditty! Speaks volumes of the true nature in current form of heart :-) wow.... Well done!
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Book: Shattered Sighs