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My Muse is fickle and thrifty with her Gifts, She caresses my eyelids with a gentle touch, And Kisses my forehead with Violet Lips Suffusing my Dreams in Magical Hues She visits me Nightly To show me the trove Of Her Myriad Treasures Which I Dare not steal. J Eduardo Ramos©
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
My Muse
My Muse is fickle and thrifty with her Gifts, She caresses my eyelids with a gentle touch, And Kisses my forehead with Violet Lips Suffusing my Dreams in Magical Hues She visits me Nightly To show me the trove Of Her Myriad Treasures Which I Dare not steal. J Eduardo Ramos©
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Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
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