The Swarm

Swarming my brain, muse’s ideas shrouded; Never showing in the day; Vociferate all night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Faulkner Avatar
January 8, 2019 at 1:45 PM
It seems all my best ideas strike after midnight - kind of inconvenient, but still glad for them!
Kiser Avatar
January 9, 2019 at 6:39 AM
Mine too; 11pm to 6am are the hours when I have most of my inspiration and ideas. Thanks again.
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