"Destiny" hangs on my wall
Delicate frame, a little askew.
Her face is turned aside, cup drawn
to her lips, eyes entreatingly cast
across the rim. Brave girl!
Her mirror begs a journey
of the vast degree,
Yet how willingly
she takes the draught,
While her face and her thoughts
sketch the first draft
of a masterpiece.
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