i came to win
hoping life would find me or i’d find life
there was
a fleeting speck of day when i thought
i hit the jackpot
so s surrendered to the wilds of the moment
soaking up every steal, every play, every move
falling ever so slowly into the trap of the game
i thought the had dealt
was perfect, suited me fine
and just as i was laying my cards on the table
you folded
leaving me to pick up the chips
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