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Destiny Wed

In the Song Of The Muses,
  the Prince heard his Queen

Now locked in a convent,
  her beauty unseen

The tower lay distant,
  its ramparts on guard

Just one point of entry
  a hero's reward

The mist in the valley
  its prison to free

Through clouds in the distance
  her pleadings, her screams
  
Two miles before him
   all love waits abed  

The future unfolding
  -his destiny wed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)


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