[Poetry] Solitaire [Written by Brandon Williams

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We have to play the hand we’re dealt, but we seldom realize that we’re the dealer;
the one by one card reveal-er;
the winning hand destiny sealer.
we’d love the game to flow;
For each card to find a place to go;
extending our victories row by row,
but what comes next? No way to know.
And it’s a one man game, though sometimes people help;
try to show you all your options but the choice you make yourself.
And sometimes it ain’t no options, you’re just dealing for your health;
so put the cards back on the shelf..
But you cant, you got time invested and time is NOT biodegradable.
Meaning when time is gone, it’s gone so you have to watch it while its facing you.

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