Run My Dear
The dice are marching, Can you hear?
Your chance is coming, RUN my dear!
Do not make your own destiny, do not make your own choices!
Listen to the crowd, hear out thier on going voices!
Do not use the gift God gave you!
RUN my dear, the dice are marching.
-Rober Dañielle, "The Beast: Poems of my young life"
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