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The Cursed Lake
He defied tragedy as he rowed His sturdy boat towards the middle Of the cursed lake where once His wife fell into the icy water And drowned. He could not swim. Time passed and he learned to bathe. For he was not ready to stop rowing. Every time he was on vacation leave, He would challenge the cursed lake. Let’s see if he’ll drown now that she’s dead. He arrived in the middle of the large lake. Suddenly he could not move his boat. Instead, a current dragged him towards The dreaded place where Sophie had died And the boat came to a halt. A wood thrush Flew down and rested on the farthest bow. What a symphonic song it gently warbled! A breeze rose and the bird flew away. He felt strength in my arms and began to row Skirting the shore with its many sandy beaches. Until he saw a woman waving at him Now he admitted she did not look like Sophie, But had the same red curly hair and lithe figure. She wanted a lift to her boat house, so he complied. No word was spoken and off she went. He rowed to his boat house, changed and got in his car. The redhead was there thumbing a lift. Hamlet came to his mind: "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy." Was his destiny running after him?
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