My Soul is at risk

Never in the need for a payroll. It’s tight like that. But while money is necessary it never drove me. To my detriment it seems. My soul is at risk

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Giving up the ghost

Slides by. That’s what time does, slicker than snot from a Boston terrier’s snoz. Looking back on all my stupid, and it’s a ponderous pile, I give up on worrying

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