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silently marauding
the grey sky
of
mud puddles
and
broken branches
for
a
fortune
that may be kept
in
the slight of a hand
at
the snap of a finger
or
just
under the sleeve
an ace
will
do
you
no good
when
jokers are wild
it
is
the devils skeleton
dealing
the cards
you can only hold them
and
pay your fare
at
some
point
the bounty itself
will
secede
but
every
now
and
then
there
is
a mutiny-
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