In the cycle of life, where fortune is seen as fate design,
There lurks a shadow, from time to time, seems somewhat malign.
Bad luck, they call it, a whispered curse,
A twist of fate, for better or worse.
It strikes like lightning, in the dead of night,
Casting darkness, obscuring the light.
As you question a stumble, a fall, are haters able to create,
Destruction and misfortune, or are they just the hand of fate
Yet in the depths of despair, a glimmer there might be,
And bad luck, might not always be as bad as it first may seem.
In the crucible of hardship, resilience is found,
And from the ashes of despair, hope may abound.
So fear not the hand of fortune, whether kind or severe,
For in every trial, lies the seed of cheer.
Setbacks and challenges, though they may sting,
Can lead to growth, like the bloom of spring.
So whether luck seems kind or unkind,
It's our resilience that shapes what we find.
In the face of bad luck, let courage be your guide,
For in perseverance and faith, you’ll conquer the tide
Therefore in moving on, try to remember this line,
Luck may exist, good or bad, they present us with an opportunity to redefine our lives.!!

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