A Muse, Meant?


You look familiar in an instant.

Then you fade into darkness.

You come when not called,

And reside in enigmatic places.

You have given me more than I could ever repay.

Please accept my gratitude.

You provide me influence.

Impetus and infrastucture are intelligentsia.

You liberate.

A channel, a guide, a light.

Visibility.

The marriage of my effort and your ease.

You are always welcome.

And if you’re ever unsure about coming around, I say, come ahead anyway.

The door is always open.

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