A Syndrome Of Misfortune

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It seems like a puzzle,
Perhaps I lost my marble;
Now think I'm being curse,
When it rains it pours;

This particular day I'm lost,
Somehow I know I'm close;
I'm finding something that worth,
Throwing my everything on earth;

So I'll rest for awhile,
Swear I'll go another mile;
I will keep moving around,
Yet still holding my ground;

Inconvenience is adventure rightly consider,
Sometimes this thing really bother;
Its clear what I'm after,
Misadventure journey full of laughter;

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