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Experimentally:

I've got a chance
I'm going forth
To test this theory
of luck.

The dice is fast
and fortune shy
But I've got winds of chance on my side.

My charm is red.
Red feather tossed
I'm stepping out
of the devil's luck.

The bell strikes
Hour unseen
As I tug on the threads of fate
experimentally.

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