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LUCK


The winding winds winded wide
Round rings written right in the middle
Of the heart, heard hurt hard when missed,
My mind minds million miles mine
Soul sought, soft sorted love laughed
When the sky scaled to be the limit,
It is a good luck that would change life.
I saw it in the night
With the wings full of light,
I welcomed it at that night
With my circular sight.
Share a field with it,
Just to have it,
It's luck lacked last when needed
Only to land at my door.
Pool of gifts given me
That I'll be pleased to spent for life.
I grabbed it, fought for it and got it
At last, listed on my achievements
At all moments, merriment meant to melt
Within me, this means a lot to me.
I felt it in the middle of the night
Was great inside, overnight no doubt
As it fills my bosom with awesome light,
I saw it flying in the night
With no wings at height so high,
So great that greatly heart palpitated
And bound ,shed solidified tears yet no cry.
I received it warmly at night,
With strength of great length all to have
Heart desires, goodnight wishes,flee all
Nightmares, this time all in all I gave
Myself to the feelings so great of all.
I slept with it all night
Just to keep it for myself
For ability In moments of activities.
It's joyful, widely inspired of possibility.
It's a Good luck that changes my whole life.

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