Music teacher
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Mother gave me heart,
but you gave me art.
Which in the darkest dark
when 
I am alone
penetrates 
and sings me to sleep.
And so it goes :-)


Link to my blog, where I post poetry and occasionally some prose
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#2
mmmm, maybe might have managed to mingle with muse wooo go girl!!!
My Muse, to labour chained
demure, pure, restrained
may yet escape -
i'll grab his cape
and hitch-hike to new planes

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