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Life is suffused with grief and trials
with bliss and chance
and sweetest circumstance….
…and Sleep is slumber
full of latent dreams.
Death is as chill,
As cold and pale,
as yonder waning moon….
The charted course
of each of us…
Is mapped out by the Fates.
Yet…violated and then Raped
Lucretia curtained her own end.
She drew a dagger to her chest,
Plunged it deep…and bled…..
Kristine Byrne. 9th March. 2022
Painting: Lucretia by Rembrandt. 1666