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Sep 2017
Bewitching by her eyes and chest
The riddled lady came abreast
Yet the answer I did supply her
Fatally frosted my deep desire
These unfleshly lines are all that rest

It is not sorrow towards I strive
Pain and passion strike as one
We may win both or may win none
Bold the men that still contrive
To decrypt this ruthless riddle of life
After the painting "Oedipus and the Sphinx" by Gustave Moreau (1826-1898); www.facebook.com/a.henslo.poetry
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