A Sense Of Destiny
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Mark Heathcote
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Love has a sense of destiny
Hanging around on the web,
Feeble as a cocoon esprit
With, snow on the descent.
Erie wings like snow clouds
Dream of a garden unexplored
Where there cold shrouds
Can, melt in eternal concord.
Love has a fraternal brother
He has halted us at the reigns
Where all lovers now bestir
He gives winter chilblains.
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