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When feelings abate our hands intertwine, A knot of love by God's design, While warmth about our bodies thin, Our words caress the souls within.

Lapetus and Clymene bore impetus as such, For the sky aloft doth sit secure, While burdens heavy and mind of much, My shoulders strengthen and endure.

These two who know not happiness, What willed them part-to-part, His lies and pieces played each day, That filled her empty heart.

You cry on white sleeves, Those which aren't quite mine, They come from he who knows another, The other's clean and fine.