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Alas ~ Understood not, This mutinous mind... How to make others see? Open the hearts of many so blind... Right wrongs that are keeping them cloistered from me? Somnolence shelters me not from the storms ~ Muse finds her way into dreams; Demons, they are, these thoughts my pen mourns, finding there only my screams. Innerspace raided, memories wrung ~ yet ignorant still of truth;Ligatured efforts dying though young, oh where, Ere they died... was youth? Muse, please abide ~ Meandering inside... Anonymously.
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