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is it gambling if you know you're going to win?


 

Solstice

This is the viral solstice and I am liberties gambler.
What would I give to taste the fresh air of freedom?

Anything.

Thaw-out that space-cold hope and puncture me – please.
God blesses the poets to write of such miracles.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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