It spins nonchalant
An idle turn sparks fate
Upon the landing would appear
The winnings you could take
If only that
which could
would yield
A satchel
of golden pieces
Held fast in hand like water
All solutions are really just thesis
i am a philosopher of eternal thought
It spins nonchalant
An idle turn sparks fate
Upon the landing would appear
The winnings you could take
If only that
which could
would yield
A satchel
of golden pieces
Held fast in hand like water
All solutions are really just thesis
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