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Apr 2
I yelled in anguish
Dropped to my
Knees as if in pain
What he said to me
Was a nectar  to
My brain.
Forty years of
marriage
Thinking we will
Do the course
Now he’***** me
He wants a
******* divorce.
I did agree
he said now
I am free
Unbeknown to him
Six months earlier
I had won 30 million
On the lottery.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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