It's tricky when You feel someone Has done something On your behalf. It's slippery when Your sense of justice. Murmurs underneath. And is asking you: How am I going to make it right?

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With a palm full of stars. I throw them like dice (Repeatedly). On the table (Repeat, repeatedly). I shake them like dice. And throw them on the table. Repeatedly (Repeatedly). Until the desired constellation appears.
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