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MarPar
Poems
Jan 2019
Life of the Player
The old man is a player
A master at the game.
He finds no pleasure in it
But he plays it just the same.
Gone is a pleasant future
Heβll have no loving wife.
The game is full of sorrow
The game is now his life.
People on the outside
Think heβs doing well
each day a set of minutes
Each night a living hell
See him there upon his throne?
Where did the good life go?
He thought heβd die a winner
What little did he know.
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