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--For my Mother. Insert another Day in the slot machine Betting on happiness Waiting for the stars to align the wild lights flashing Toss aside the mathematical improbability You know the possibility: Quarters dancing in the metal pan Soliciting shrills of joy Such a simple game between you and the button trapped in this 11 by 11 casino All you can do is wishing Cigarette smoke making you teary-eyed Stench of alcohol making you nauseous You get up to leave But the machine is screaming: “What's one more day? When you are betting on happiness? Don't you hear the laughters? Don't you see the lights flashing? Tomorrow is the day, that I can't promise. But sit down one more time All you can do is wishing” Wishing, pushing Hoping , waiting Dreaming, waking Crying, leaving.
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Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 12:00 AM UTC
The Gambler
--For my Mother. Insert another Day in the slot machine Betting on happiness Waiting for the stars to align the wild lights flashing Toss aside the mathematical improbability You know the possibility: Quarters dancing in the metal pan Soliciting shrills of joy Such a simple game between you and the button trapped in this 11 by 11 casino All you can do is wishing Cigarette smoke making you teary-eyed Stench of alcohol making you nauseous You get up to leave But the machine is screaming: “What's one more day? When you are betting on happiness? Don't you hear the laughters? Don't you see the lights flashing? Tomorrow is the day, that I can't promise. But sit down one more time All you can do is wishing” Wishing, pushing Hoping , waiting Dreaming, waking Crying, leaving.
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Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 12:00 AM UTC
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