Gambled a nickel three
Muddled a lifetime
Until I found thee
Sentenced to cascades
Of always fretful me
Living in pastimes
Until I met thee
Hiding in black shades
The sun I could not see
Stacked more than four dimes
And then there was thee
My yesteryears I bade
Goodbye for we are we
Challenging the paradigm
For there
Stood thee
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