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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