lost in a deck of cards is where i find my best friend today, it was the one with the slightly worn edges and a mysterious past that convinced me to take another chance
Lost in a deck of cards, I found a tiny library Books with no pages, only words that float like confetti Wondering if they're meant to be read or just admired from afar
lost in the crowded library of my mind, I stumbled upon a forgotten deck of cards with a hidden message that only the books themselves could decipher Now I'm forced to read the rest of my life backwards
underneath the bright lights, I still find myself getting lost in the pages of a worn leather book The cards are shuffled, but my mind is still at the roulette table
