when darkness fell
my muse fled
my words were lost
in shadow lanes
I wander now
bewildered, bereft
in search of that
consecrated ground
in hope of that
one last refuge
of lips silenced
in wordlessness
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my muse fled
my words were lost
in shadow lanes
I wander now
bewildered, bereft
in search of that
consecrated ground
in hope of that
one last refuge
of lips silenced
in wordlessness
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