Gamble
I found you this winter
touched by frost
I couldn't move you
frozen to the ground
You'd walked out
in the Winter night
You life was a discarded coat
a song unfinished
a poem unheard
I wish I'd listened
to you more
and walked with you
upon this shore
Yet in the end
life is a game
So you lost
the dice you cast
the coin you tossed
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