Coming across the barren deserts, when ever i have the smell of some luck, some where, some one makes it a "passive" attempt to take that away from me... and what do I get: "Bad Luck!" This is a prodigy of a new inventive term: Conservation of Luck, which so proudly portrays the heading like never before!
From the four petalled or four bladed leaf, (remember a flower is also a modified leaf), to a much more materialistic horse shoe... neither of the two do I have, may thats why Lady Luck seems so disatisfied with me and always ensures to turn it sour! May be this is the Champagne of Life, sour, yet interestingly tasty..as it fortifies the want for a lil bit more... a lil bit more ray of hope!
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