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A muse, a muse, oh, you men, call to you a muse;
poets, writers, singers, and all who make the plea--
if knows your work despair, that blue and black of bruise...Hello Father, sister, siblings, and mortals... some mortals who I recognise, whose lives my words have touched, and many, many more that are foreign to me ( Read more... )