Roll a dice
Flip a coin
Heads or tails
Pay the price
Who did this
The God
Or the ghost
Our own mistake
Chances are the most
A single bet
From slum to posh
A chance you get
Or a devil resides
Coin flips
To the other side
Lose dignity
Within a night
A mere play of stars
Or your palmistry
Your future
Your history
What makes your
Life blossom
What makes it suck
Somewhat depends
On your luck
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