MTG aint deep

spent too much time on my
quest for global domination
might have forgotten for only a time what it means to be a pawn card in the deck.
So shuffled up and dealt to deal with the hustle and shuffle.
The unnatural shifts we call society.
It played out last time the deck was stacked and look at that
we all got another throw of it.
Everyone wants to be the deck builder or master,
but who wrote the flavor text?
The intelligent among us no doubt can quote in their parlor message boards,
glowing screen Balkans,
accomplishing nothing
yet proving even less
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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