caseysean1776
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The Gambler Every autumn the trees change Yet every fall brings the same pain Always a new quest for gain Further pushes To no more be sane We always roll the dice Like it’s a table game Waiting for our number Meanwhile we plunder This gambler is Close... – *by Casey Sean Martin*	8 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

Every autumn the trees change
Yet every fall brings the same pain
Always a new quest for gain
Further pushes
To no more be sane
We always roll the dice
Like it’s a table game
Waiting for our number
Meanwhile we plunder
This gambler is
Close...

– by Casey Sean Martin

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