.I'll put it all on 44 black, let it ride. He rose on the backs of liars, thieves, and murderers. But i've grown so stagnant and apathetic, through the decay of flesh or the weight of time. The illusion of hope has slipped from my mind, and from this armchair... and from the pulpit.. And for the outs.
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