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Nov 2021
I'd play cards
On my own
But
I haven't got
The patience
Although
It has been said
That i am
A bit of a card
Which made me
A little snappy
So whistfully
I bridged
That gap
And learned
Not to snap
Or be rummy
After a gin, or two
Not much to brag about
Or crib
Despite my lack of patience
I never got out
Think i'll throw
My cards in

by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR and ---
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