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| Pompeo Batoni - Diana and Cupid [1761] |
"The real beloved is that one who is unique, who is your beginning and your end. When you find that one, you'll no longer expect anything else. ~ Rumi"
A girl once existed by her soulmate unaware of it and blind
A man once was living near the only girl who could make him happy but he tried to pair with other girls and hurt himself cos he didn't see, he just was blind
He left her go and he travelled on the sea marking himself with tatoos of sorrow
It just was fatal, blame only fate, sometimes we're so near happiness but we suffer from blindness
He stayed always a son though he was eager to become a father
She became a mother for every son, even for the father of her sons
She never lived as the woman she dreamt
That was the way Fate decided to make them see
Don't blame anyone else, it was fatal: the eager father to recognise then the sole mother
When time had passed and none of them could be saved anymore
Sometimes someone really is your beginning and your end but blame Fate you miss the in between...What could we say? That just is fatal...
