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Rated: E · Poetry · Occult · #1252244

a poem for our favorite goddess

Lady Luck

Before the days of myths, She took the Fortune Wheel to ride
A gypsy-wild wizard's child...The Mystic's pallid bride

For Her honor rides the Silver Knight. For Her glory rides the Black
And longer grows the list of thoes who rode but came not back

Forever shines Her noble dream and Her promise unfulfilled
And Her praise is sung by every tongue...til every tongue be stilled.
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