The muse is gone, she left in the night,
Taking my creativity with her.
Packing up my words, and the color of my thots,
Then stealing away without a sound,
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LONG LIVE THE MUSE HE WILL RETURN WITH A VENGENCE YOU WILL WRITE AGAIN ABOUT FLOWERS DAYBREAKS AND GREAT LAKES BUT SMILE YOU HAVE EIGHT POETRY BLOB