The results of my little photography experiment with ice, outdoor light and a few daisies from the garden.
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Cold Lady Luck/Η Κρυα Θεα Τυχη
They say that justice is blind
But I say that lady luck is too
The lady blindly
Hands out her luck
To the coldest
The wickedest
Through and through
Even when the meek begin to despair
The lady laughs
She simply doesn’t care
‘They chased after their dreams’
That is what they say
Yes, and the lady was there to help them on their way.




