Muse
Most of what I sees a flee
From time to time shear poetry
Eloquence embrace the very few
Linguist challenges the all too
Self- therapy to read and create
A poets mind at ease or crazed
Weather it’s skipping stones of reflection
or invigorated enlightenment. The mania
of many emotions compel consideration
crafting a poets passion laying down life
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