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Feb 2013
So what that you can make my pen spill lines every night
you aren't there when I turn around

you might be my muse
but that doesn't make you mine

you have touched my heart
in ways I'll never let you touch me

It is better this way
because you get me to write so fiercely
Kate
Written by
Kate  Houston.
(Houston.)   
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