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    The Hand

    February 28, 2014 less than 1 minute read

    My hand’s all numbers so what the heck?
    I drew a card from atop the deck,
    My palms were wet and my cheeks a-fire
    A chip and a chair with stakes ne’er higher.
    My fortunes rose and I watched ‘em fall,
    As the ‘Old Man with the Axe’ takes all.

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    Tags: literary, poem

    Updated: February 28, 2014

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