Chandra

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Mill Bay
British Columbia

A Roll of The Dice

My love, home, my work, my life,
It’s all gone from a roll of the dice
It’s gone, it’s changed, it’s over now
Only memories are left are left
and they shake the ground
The ceiling, the walls, the floor,
it hurts
They’re caving in
All I can do but just blurt:
“The world is torn. It’s sad. I know. I tried
And I failed, now I must let go.”