If I don't know story,
Do I still have a past
if I'm stuck in what's happened,
Does it mean I have no potential.
If I am numb,
Can I still feel?
Tell me thy lonely maiden,
Shall I still have hope?
Or should I remain still,
With my drought of ace's.
Unable to play my cards,
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unable to hide my lies,
Cannot afford to bluff
Always folding my cards, and losing a turn.
An impossible loaded game.
How must you play the game of life when you've no cards?
When they all end in the same.
No matter how many hands you win,
No matter how many you lose.
In the end,
Life is a game of cards.
At the end of each game, all fates remain the same.
Death.
So tell me fair man,
How must my future look now?
