Cas-in-o — a split within and around.
It tears you apart, gives someone a fever.
A voluntarily cruel school,
The dearest thing staked on a chance.

And what if you yourself,
Having risked, WIN.
They’ll peck at you, for fate has a plan,
The prey you yourself
Will peck from the competitors,
You’ll become a lord, for another lord grew poor.

All as in life —
Under the bridge,
Or you drink champagne.
Your weighed steps
Or in the casino
Gypsy luck.