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Muse by Kelly Bailey
MUSE
By Kelly Bailey
Like fainting
Conscious
Dizzy, nauseous, hazed
After all this time
A soulful want still presides
Powerful, mastering, ruling
The gavel is slammed
And a lonely heart rises
To face its muse
Once out of sight,
Now in mind.
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