A sandman lost in a perpetual hourglass without clocks or windows.
The whistles and bells taughting your sanity that's already spent. Perspectives now hindsight.
A perfect toss of the dice.
Double down for another round.
With a qualifying back of the board bounce the crowd pump up and loud.
Fell to a quiet hush the roller rolled a seven.
You're all out of luck.
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