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my muse - my muse - my muse

when you did that thing you did when you sang that song you sang your mouth an open heart pressing up pressing up i won’t forget the way you looked to me that night a soldier, a man, freely giving of his life i love the way you move i feel it in my spine a man so set, on fire you know yourself you know your kind you move so well you can’t be mine attach my arms to yours – my legs and head too i’ll follow your lead i’ll do what you do i love the way you move my muse my muse my muse i love the way you move come find me lead me move me i’ll move the way you do
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