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Fix

sometimes
there's a newspaper
left on the table
in the paper
is the days racing
if I look
at it
I end up gambling
which usually means
losing money
money is money
the main loss
is my serenity
if I gamble
I am consumed
by greed
a need to win
to be right
I search for control
if I win I
feel justified
and right if I
lose I feel
angry
at the
sense of
loss frustrated,
angry,
tense
it's not worth it win
or lose and
yet I do
it to fix my feelings
which it doesn't
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