Sonnet II (Muse of mine I cannot hold you now)

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Abyssus Abyssum Invocat
Muse of mine I cannot hold you now
I cannot keep you ever in my sight
Infrequent thing, you crease my worried brow
When you flee quietly into the night
I need you by my side through every day
Not fleeting aid when strange fancy alights
But oh nights when your pity goes my way
We rise ourselves to beautiful new heights
Nations, people spilling from my head
Friendships, family, enemies, and death
I have no need of sleep, water, or bread
I barely have the need to draw a breath
So inspiration, take me by the hand
Together we will make this world grand
 
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