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.
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