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and the long season of pure luck faded they didn't foresee the jackpots end by date the fortune was so ominously shaded bravo's time period did quickly abate how a quirky wheel of providence can change rarely does it track in the one pathway card turns are so bewilderingly strange   when placing wagers there'll be a loss day expecting the winning streak to endure tis of they who know nothing of betting there's always a chance in being insecure sure things do morph to an adverse setting gambling pundits are the odd taker's guide they've a good ken which assess flow of tide
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Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 4:59 PM UTC
Flow of Tide (Sonnet)