The dice

Life seem's to expand with a old game, the gambler at play against the master, yet I learned to master mind controls long ago picking up the trade from endured pain. The fool I sit down to be for love, begging for you to come to me to help me endure a longer passage than most from the barrow I was born seem cable of. The 42701 gate, makes for a shorter trip through life then that of other's. Out of the womb I was born able, yet left to death through a faster soulless gate. Reaching out into the other barrows and gates gives ability to see and feel in ways I never did much anticipating, just longing for loss inevitable of to man -kinds lack of understanding.