A gaze that betrayed the sharp wit
Of Aoede - scorn or impatience,
It mattered for naught
As she was ready
For the next song to start.
But her sister sought
To embrace the moment
For all the glory
That is Melete’s “Now.”
(cont...)
Of Aoede - scorn or impatience,
It mattered for naught
As she was ready
For the next song to start.
But her sister sought
To embrace the moment
For all the glory
That is Melete’s “Now.”
(cont...)
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For any such direct thoughts,
While the pain
Lost passions licked her wrists
And caressed her soul.
- a fragment
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