Return to me O vagrant Muse,
Inspire my thoughts and don't refuse.
Where is my poet's inspiration ?
I've lost that bright imagination.
No couplet, ode, nor sonnet – gone
My creative spark that drives me on.
Ideas, invention sadly lacking,
No metaphors, I must be slacking.
Did Keats and Wordsworth suffer thus ?
Maybe I'm making too much fuss.
A sea of white, the...
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