Destiny decided everything
The gods gave and then took
Unparalleled good features,
Now worse than the babbling brook,
And her willful playfulness
Sweet childish patter
Alas mistreated innocent
Does a jealous godess matter?
Cursed be my features
Self absorbed was I
Looked but could not see
My love tripping by.
Asked her who she was
She only repeated the same
And pining for worthless me
A mere shadow became.
Had I turned around
Could I but see
She was everything
I looked for in me.
Myself to look at forever
The gods are so unkind
The voice of my beloved
To hear but never find.
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