Once Again

Great is my patience,
Still greater it is not.
Once again I've begun
Telling a story long gone.
Is it a loss, or a gain
Being so very vain,
In need of fellows badly
Which I am, sadly.
Once again I've made use
Of anything I could abuse;
Whether I afford it or not,
I still enjoy it more than a lot.
To possess true meaning
Out of nowhere - no one's winning
This is my story, this is my word,
Whether this I'll ever afford.
Telling a story long gone,
Great is my patience,
Still greater it's not,
Once again I've begun
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