I was lost, I lost myself,
I lost everything that meant to me and yet you talked to me.
Nothing, no reward, no gift, absolutely nothing and yet you talked me.
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PoetryLate Night Thoughts as we think about all the terrible things that happened in our life.
XII
I was lost, I lost myself,
I lost everything that meant to me and yet you talked to me.
Nothing, no reward, no gift, absolutely nothing and yet you talked me.