Lost it all,
Lost my life,
from nineteen to present age,
Six-long years of piling prose,
all lost at this stage.
I died a thousand times again,
had joy and wept with rage,
recorded thoughts and feelings
for unknown windswept page.
And then, And THEN!
computer dropped!
Hard drive gone!
Corrupted!
I thought I'd saved the lions share.
But six years were deducted.
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