Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born.
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
I have always wondered, if Zeus were in charge, how he would chose for us - sweet delight or endless night?
As a painter, I came up with my own idea of how that happened - and not one, but two paintings!
On the coffee table of the gods, you choose your piece of turkish delight, not knowing what you do...........
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