Dice Roller's Requiem

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The gambling halls consumed me. Alex here, squandered it all at the craps tables.
Each evening, the gambling halls called. The shuffling of cards was my addiction's voice.
My wife, Lisa, begged me to leave the poker tables, but the lure of the jackpot was too strong.
On that calamitous night at the high-stakes tables, I risked it all: our future, our house - on a "sure thing" bet.
The cards fell wrong and chance betrayed me.
Returning to our place with nothing left, I found only a note: "I can't do this anymore. Your gambling addiction has destroyed us."
Sitting in an desolate space, I realized that pursuing a royal flush robbed me of my true treasures.
Health experts recognized a depressive condition, intensified by my yearning for the casino floor.
Now, all the time is a challenge not just with my urge to return to the casino, but with the crushing sadness within. Can I possibly rise above this black hole shaped by the relentless pursuit of the next win?
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