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A Little Luck

A broken smile
Hides bitter tears
That are evidence
Of all her fears.

She writes her way
Through endless pain,
Her Sorrow, too hard
To contain.

She hardly makes it
Through the night.
She tries to find
Her way through light.

She grasps it, and
She won't give up.
She just needs
A little luck.





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