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ace mars lest july

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fortuity

it used to be
i was waking up
to green eyes
staring back at me
if i was lucky
a smile followed
by a chuckle
with a soft kiss
i was lucky
more often
then not
but then
im not
lucky anymore
but whose to say
my luck wont
change

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Author ace mars lest julyPosted on February 9, 2017Categories poem

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