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Gone Muse

My muse has gone away. Leaving me to say: I miss her whispered touch On what had meant so much; I miss her kiss of proof On what I thought was truth; But, most of all I miss How she healed blame with bliss.

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Date: 7/10/2016 11:01:00 PM
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Date: 6/30/2016 12:51:00 AM
As one that has lost my muse so often, I can assure you that they do come back. More often or not when least expected. Mine will get triggered by a phrase or random occurrence. Have a look under the pillow : )
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