The Luckiness Poem
My luck is made from –
Shining stars in the dark night sky,
Dancing planets singing around the beautiful moon,
The fuming sun playing on the earth’s horizon.
I found it –
Trapped in the smallest corner of the small, lonely, cold room,
Prancing around on the dreadful cliff,
Dancing cheerfully on the bright rainbow,
Crumpled in Cinderella’s shining shoe.
This luck can –
Make you win any challenge you do, no matter how absurd it is,
Get you millions of miles of happiness and pleasure,
Make you the wealthiest human who has ever lived,
Guess anything that will happen in the future and it will come true.
If I lost this luck –
The whole universe would shatter into small, tiny pieces.
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