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May 2021
A muse
Knows
When you're dead

They sniff
Around,
Take the check,
Sprinkle this
And
That around the feet
Of your lover

That's always
Coming back.

A muse
Is a nightmare

An old
Love

You could never
Fool

Into love.

A muse
Are you

Out there

Full of dreams
Full of disbelief

With nothing
And with
Everything

Before and always

After.
Written by
Mitchell
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