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Fold - Poem by Landrey

I give up, it’s no longer worth it.
Here’s my chip, I haven’t what it takes.
Count me out, I can’t run, I’m not fit.
You go on, at least you guys aren’t fakes.
Here’s my stuff, divide it among you,
My last words, don’t you dare be a fool! !

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  • (6/14/2006 8:41:00 PM)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 21, 2006

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