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Fret Not, Dear Muses

Fret Not, I won't take thy places For thou art my guide through life's various phases. I may be growing in lyrical might but Nay! I cannot take thy influences away. You blessed me upon my birth, And in Thy waters of lyrics I took my bath. Fret Not Ye Muses that strengthen my pen, So roars the lion from his den.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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