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Jun 2020
Left to burn is my fate, in turn,
to walk in forever regret.
Does future withhold, this story untold,
that fate never sweetly let?
Will a nightly dream be all that will gleam
o'er this forbidden love affair?
Or will sane minds be but what He finds
worthy of a Heaven's share?
Am I left to defeat or cowardly retreat
to an indulgence, or a lie?
Or does my Will find me, but still,
the apple of his eye?
The Druidess
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