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I haven’t been writing much lately
 my muse has gone with a flutter 
and flourish of wings 
a post-apocalyptic shell of a writer 
left in the dust, feathers falling like 
snow like a mini avalanche 
**** word to the wise: 
don’t get too attached to your muse.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
My Favorite Muse.
I haven’t been writing much lately
 my muse has gone with a flutter 
and flourish of wings 
a post-apocalyptic shell of a writer 
left in the dust, feathers falling like 
snow like a mini avalanche 
**** word to the wise: 
don’t get too attached to your muse.
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Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
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