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He searches for the answers

In the vagaries of chance

Forever seeking after

A pattern in their dance

Nothing will deter

His endless seeking quest

To understand all forms

And sequences of guess

Entropy and chance

Enchanting in their way

Simple pale reflections

Of their mistress and her sway

Broken on her altar

Spilled upon her floor

Knowing now too late

That luck is a whore

The numbers lead him on

As teasing as a lover

A glimpse of a pattern

A touch of another

Promises she makes and seldom ever keeps

To reveal her workings her patterns beneath

Deeper in her mysteries

Wandering her paths

Unveiling her glory

In the echo of her laugh

Truth revealed as fallacy

Patterns as chaos

Each new discovery

A falsehood yet to be

Drawing ever in

Deeper to her grasp

Their breaths now as one

Synchronous gasps

The beat and measure

Of his mortal soul

Entwined with his lover

Lucks endless roll