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A case to gleam, my soul ignite.
Yet silence falls, no gift in sight,
The void it leaves, a hollow night.
I dreamed of skins with golden gleam,
A Doppler’s swirl, a sapphire dream.
But all I hold is dust and pain,
A waiting game played once again.
I checked my drops, I checked my mail,
Refreshed the screen to no avail.
Did Ava scorn my hopeful plea?
Or has the world forgotten me?
A tragic fate, a cruel design,
To miss the case that should be mine.
Now empty hands and shattered hope,
No Karambit to help me cope.
So here I sit in bleak despair,
No skins to flex, no luck to spare.
Another week, another tear,
Perhaps my case will come next year...