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. *I am merely the conduit... For those who are voiceless. Or the servant even... To things which lay silent. I am the medium through which you come alive.* ***A noteworthy find, but your words are still your own. Birthed from the deepest ocean of thoughts... Forged with the fiercest fires of emotions... And harvested from the richest mine we call life.*** *But I hadn't planted the seeds... You did.* ***But you did nurture them, so they might flourish. You did share them, so others you nourish. If I am anything in this enterprise, I am the wind that brushes your skin... Not the gust that fills your sail.*** *Then I accept that we're both so fitting. Therefore I acknowledge you as you do I.* Me Muse .
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Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 8:23 AM UTC
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. *I am merely the conduit... For those who are voiceless. Or the servant even... To things which lay silent. I am the medium through which you come alive.* ***A noteworthy find, but your words are still your own. Birthed from the deepest ocean of thoughts... Forged with the fiercest fires of emotions... And harvested from the richest mine we call life.*** *But I hadn't planted the seeds... You did.* ***But you did nurture them, so they might flourish. You did share them, so others you nourish. If I am anything in this enterprise, I am the wind that brushes your skin... Not the gust that fills your sail.*** *Then I accept that we're both so fitting. Therefore I acknowledge you as you do I.* Me Muse .
Once again, I have lost my marbles.
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Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 8:23 AM UTC
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