His Muse

He had been in love

But was abandoned

He had lost his tune

No longer did he write

No more did he play a note

 

One day he found inspiration

Just walking down the street

He began to hum a melody

He went home

With hope alive again

 

Immediately he started

To craft his music once more

Awakened by his muse

A stranger in a green dress

 

His song was sung another time

His talents were thriving again

Life was being lived

And his to own…

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