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It shuffles and distributes The golden hand at times The losing one mostly And God smiles At the irony of it all. The dice rolls and giggles It is not for us mortals. -- Eleanor
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC
Mortals
It shuffles and distributes The golden hand at times The losing one mostly And God smiles At the irony of it all. The dice rolls and giggles It is not for us mortals. -- Eleanor
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:05 PM UTC
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