Luck is nothing,
Only a reflection,
Of your arts,
Your thoughts,
Your ideas,
Your personalities,
It is a setup,
A game plan,
To judge yourself,
Draw lines as yours,
Stitch the points,
Whatever happens,
Thats the spirit,
To build your luck,
In your hand,
With cherished blocks.
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'Luck is nothing, Only a reflection, Of your arts, Your thoughts, Your ideas, Your personalities', wow so true, we equate everything with luck, if we do something wrong, we blame it on luck, And if we try, we change our luck, lovely message here once again, your thoughts come across as crystal clear, very inspiring piece, keep it up! ,