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Chapter 95

Episode 95

Poetry about Nevada written by Amy Kathryn Allen

2 min read

Beneath the sun that bleeds the desert dry,

Nevada’s heart, where fortunes rise and die.

From dust and dreams, the casinos gleam,

A mirage etched in a neon dream.

The Silver State, a gambler’s creed,

Where hope’s a coin, and futures bleed.

From Golden Nugget’s amber glow,

To Bellagio’s tears, a mournful flow.

The Flamingo’s laughter, echoes spun,

A phantom show, forever run.

The Sands’ lost stage, a silent plea,

For legends past, eternally.

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