I felt divine inspiration yesterday at Summer's. Seeing her work and being in her presence used to always fill my viens with something I have never been able to describe. In the past year, what had once been a hearty pulse, was a weak trickle of what drove me to Create. I don't know if our seperation killed my desire; my muse off with another,
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