He got here young, when the stakes were high. He won a little, and he should have taken what he had and gone home with the world. Instead he stayed long enough to learn that only what you get in the beginning is what you want to keep, that it’s only the first time one time.
Now it’s just a game, and the decks are stacked. The players all get in each other’s way. There’s no one to walk him home. His loss is everyone else’s gain.
He got here young, and now he’s leaving. But now he’s old.
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