Unwise Play

To win the daily challenge solitaire,
I had to make two moves I deemed unwise.
That’s come to be a metaphor for where
direct does not prevail. I think AI’s
grown capable of forecasting all tries
in solo play, but can’t anticipate
when plural play is stupid. That implies
that random could demote or elevate.

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