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The whole world's playing a game of poker And I'm dealt a strange, confusing hand I don't want to be mediocre, I make rash moves, which were never planned Inevitable, I fail each test, To start over, again and again So I'll keep my cards close to my chest Hoping that this time, it won't be in vain.
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Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 9:15 AM UTC
Poker
The whole world's playing a game of poker And I'm dealt a strange, confusing hand I don't want to be mediocre, I make rash moves, which were never planned Inevitable, I fail each test, To start over, again and again So I'll keep my cards close to my chest Hoping that this time, it won't be in vain.
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Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 9:15 AM UTC
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