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Abdel-ilah Salhi

The gambler

All roads lead to this moment
You apologize to your guest excusing yourself with something urgent
You hurry through the restaurant rows
You scrutinize yourself in the bathroom mirror
Realizing that it is the hour of truth
And that getting pleasure is a gamble in which gain and loss are equal

You go back to the table
And in front of all pounce on her with a sudden kiss

THE GAMBLER

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THE GAMBLER

The gambler

All roads lead to this moment
You apologize to your guest excusing yourself with something urgent
You hurry through the restaurant rows
You scrutinize yourself in the bathroom mirror
Realizing that it is the hour of truth
And that getting pleasure is a gamble in which gain and loss are equal

You go back to the table
And in front of all pounce on her with a sudden kiss
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