Muse Calls
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If
the Muse calls
then let me
leave the warm house
the cozy palace
treble walled
and go out in to
the wild storms and
tempests wild
and walk alone
and ice particles
fall all around me
ghostly
ghastly
and
I trudge
trudge
trudge
bent resigned
and
suffering
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