Keyword: muse
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A Pastiche of Bec on Behance and Fragments of a Song by Laura Branigan with Acknowledgements to Louis Dazy and Anselm Hollo
She’s a muse clinging to a chain link fence (She sells sanctuary). Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh. Well, it’s that time: (Sunset in Fitzroy) Always in the twilight (In the night, no control). Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh. No control in so many ways; Nothing standing in its way. (Locked Out): Locked out in so many ways; Always locked out. Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh. Stop saying Oh Oh.
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Muse (poem)
deutsch Muse On the side of the way small - only weak a glimmering glow showing hardly a streak It catches my eye talking to me Drawing me towards it's own to be Making me bow take a look inside seeing a joy in the weakest of light Craning to show me and opening up though hardly only and thinking of me It shows me the cold how deep the cut but glimmering gold at slightest touch the glowing grows closing in on me e…