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ArtistIn dusk's embrace, a gambler takes his seat, A sage old man with eyes that hold a tale, He whispers, "Friend, let wisdom guide your feat, For every game, there's more than cards assail. With every hand, a lesson to be learned, In knowing when to hold and when to fold, Life's deck is shuffled, tides may ebb or churned, But courage wields the power to behold. So know when shadows lengthen 'cross the green, And weary heart yearns for the road less trod, For in this journey, what's left to be seen, Is not the cards, but how we play, dear god. So count your blessings, friend, and heed this call, For every gambler knows, you've got to know when to stall.