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Jan 22
who knows if

this is just a game for you

whether your coming and going

like shuffling cards

will deal me out

when your fun is over



am I just

a constant

something to carelessly toss

like dice

unsure of the result

only caring for the thrill of the moment



is it love,

my love?

or is it just a gamble?
Written by
L  London
(London)   
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