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Playing Cards... (Free verse) by Blindpoetry
I often think about our card pattern
Wondering⦠Whatâs beyond?
The plaid stripes
Hide the memories
The white, spotless card
Still haunts me
Itâs still in my deck
That one you bought me
It gave instructions
Uncommon, but I followed
I played, only to find
A scam before me
There was only meant to be
Only one player â no team
Just one, just one
â¦I fold
The stripes, plaid stripes
Hide the rules â let us play our own game
Play as partners, a team or against each other
Letâs playâ¦
Go Fishâ¦
-...in need for critisism - badly!
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