amazing my wish came true
but i missed to mention forever
i took rock pieces from the top
i was told by many, it's bad-luck
so far i haven't have it come
though i have tears left behind
i was like lobster that very day
my skin peels for couple of weeks
my eyes hurts from volcanic grits
feelings of being up there great
to see beauty of sun above clouds
i never forget etch deep in my heart
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i don't believe in bad luck
you just overlook something.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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