Making my own luck,
I made a fuss of my own fantasies, until they were strong enough to stand tall.
Silver was struck in my hairbrush,
and I thought “It had to happen some time”,
because time is not mine to toy with,
and I am just at her pleasure,
so I sighed a little,
pushed back the urge to cry,
and waited for her love to be mine again.
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