A Fortune Poem
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Wait until you see a bright light
When it’s coming past you run for your life
Then you will hear a pure white spirit say “Hello”
Maybe it’s friend, maybe it’s foe
Wait! Don’t be afraid
of the color of Opal eyes
and the pure white skin
It’s just an imagination of Fortune Poem
Hurry! Look behind you.
P.S. Just to tell you I’m not trying to scare you, it’s just my imagination.