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<title>amusing muse - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios</b>
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<p><b>amusing muse</b></p>
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<p>published: 1-12-2019</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>I once thought I had a muse<br />
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her name was Adelaide<br />
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and she was always bemused</p>
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<p>but lately she just screams in my ear<br />
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about useless lore from things I didn't want to hear<br />
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shrinking down the times my mind becomes clear<br />
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and pushing me towards a life more austere</p>
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<p>she and I stand on the shore<br />
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as the charred wood from the burnt-down village floats off into the evermore<br />
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soggy scraps that can't be put back together again because they're too torn</p>
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<p>a scar is stronger than the surrounding tissue<br />
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but if the scar's not made of flesh- well, there's an issue<br />
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mortal bodies know how to heal themselves without conscious directive<br />
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but my mind has troubles following even the simplest objectives</p>
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<p>high up above, my muse dances in fire<br />
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she does a pretty dance while strumming a lyre</p>
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<p>as if she knows the perfect way to taunt me</p>
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