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What are the odds?; Free verses 2

We enter a pact and it is simple �
As brothers in this fight dead or alive �
At least it is something I read somewhere;
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"We must be humble, less we stumble �
Only our understanding can make us outstanding in life".. �
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We can all crumble �
In this daunting task stopping an army from the afterlife.. �
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In this gang ain't nobody hang around anymore �
Nobody in here cares what our face looks like �
These gossips �
Ask yourself what do you worship? �
Some of us who were there came as bullfighters, �
Taekwondo, Judo, even real wrestlers of sumo.. �
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WHAT ARE THE ODDS? �
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What chances then does a guy stand here with an omnipresent display in his heydays in the casinos?
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Get this straight �
Get this right �
I'm in it for the gamble.. �
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Are you the curious type? �
Like you I can be furious �
Unlike you �
I'm not the serious type.. �
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Might all be a hype �
Not a prototype �
Just another stereotype.. �