Steely resolve
The eye of wit
Consults blindly
Weighted in gilt
Layered over
Insular Iron
Crushed and temperd
As it gets wept upon
A mountain of knowing
Watching the ages pass
In this stillness of now
At all points on the compass
Caught within a net
Squatting for a brief time
In the centralised node
Flip flopping on the dime.
Looking around at the many ways
Sill.. being.. still... chancy
Odd's are in my favor
To draw, this game for the many.
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