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I've lost everything I owned more times than I can count. All I had left was the clothes on my back. In some ways, there was a sense of relief. What else could I lose? That answer came hard and fast like the night. I could lose my health, my sanity, my friends, my sense of peace and love, I could lose my creativity and the muse She could end up at the Deadwood, bellied-up to the bar, tickling some young English major. I could lose a lot more than I thought Well, here I sit in a three-bedroom house that fell out of the sky, a few pieces of clothes, some food, coffee and cigarettes. I have a blue and orange cast on my left leg. I have the cast because I fell and broke my ankle on a debauched lonely winter night. I had surgery ten days ago. Now I have more than I bargained for, a plate and screws galore, and a nice healthy ****** addiction.
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 3:35 PM UTC
More Than I Bargained For
I've lost everything I owned more times than I can count. All I had left was the clothes on my back. In some ways, there was a sense of relief. What else could I lose? That answer came hard and fast like the night. I could lose my health, my sanity, my friends, my sense of peace and love, I could lose my creativity and the muse She could end up at the Deadwood, bellied-up to the bar, tickling some young English major. I could lose a lot more than I thought Well, here I sit in a three-bedroom house that fell out of the sky, a few pieces of clothes, some food, coffee and cigarettes. I have a blue and orange cast on my left leg. I have the cast because I fell and broke my ankle on a debauched lonely winter night. I had surgery ten days ago. Now I have more than I bargained for, a plate and screws galore, and a nice healthy ****** addiction.
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry and show my fishing videos. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hP285EP-bo
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59/M/Clear Lake
Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 3:35 PM UTC
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