creativity
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She has been a muse nothing more and everything less since we met as teens inspiration still flows from a fleeting reminder; hearing her name (commonly used by others out of parental laziness) the searing stubbed-toe pain of an emotional owie only she could’ve kissed and made better longing springs from trying to remember just Read more
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I’ve come back to visit been quite some time which is no specific, I know where I have been what has transpired in my absence is not all that important neither is the ‘why?’ I have returned here, to this time, this place to put pen to paper thought to tangible idea thoughts left behind Read more
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Periodically, I implode my muse a well-placed charge when set off correctly, it does the job neatly, as it should, with a dusty cloud of self-regard blowing up something big irrevocably changes the skyline, surrounding landscape, leaving an wobbly pile of rubble to be climbed on and explored, sifted through, then hauled away Only then Read more
