I bet on my sentimental and I lost. I played with the devil, an expert in love. I'm not the first to win but I'm not the only one that lost. He knows how to play the cards well. I'm an angel with good intentions. If he lets me, ill play him again and try to win this time. Maybe he'll be more compassionate and let's me win this time. This time I played the cards slow and bet on my love. No sentimental attachments will be involved.
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A great poem, like it.