Sheeba Trip
awaken in the vine
casting lot for a pick
for a gracious luck
scattered on spiky pines
of roses, of tulip, and of more
pick a lock of hearts
of deuces stack
shuffling decks of paltry picks
when only aces counts
piece by piece
settling in for the race
a stag in a horse race
hampered and broken
an adventure of cascading dreams..
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