O Lady Fortune, matron of the moon
who changes every eve. Your nature sought
to be unkind to most and likewise fought
my fate. For years I spat and cursed and rued
your name. I wondered why you thought to doom
my works to fail when I had done but naught
to earn thy spite and need to fight for aught
which I would keep from thy gambling room.
And yet somehow, by twist of Cousin Chance,
you deigned to put true beauty in my way,
a Hestia to mend the ache of time.
Her starshot eyes have set me with a glance
alight. My sidhe to hold and love, always
for to cherish while she will remain mine.

Shackles tighten round my wrists
As money leaves my clenching fist.
The light of pity stares at me
Glaring back at Mr. Monopoly

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Just in case the sun will cease to shine,
Just in case I lose my peace of mind,
Just in case there is no rest to find,
I'll keep your hand in mine.

Just in case my heart will overflow.
Just in case my life with love explode.
Just in case you won't be mine to hold,
I'll keep on letting go.

Waiting for the rain,
to kiss the stale concrete,
and waiting for the wind,
to spread the flowered trees.
Waiting for the sun,
to bake the noon of day
and waiting for the stars,
to wish the night away.