I don't know why it is that so much of my muse seems to have vanished.
Mayhaps it is the lack of anguish, angst give fuel to the fire to conjure. Or maybe what I am trying to write is just the wrong thing. I hang up in sonnets in ways I have not before, the flow feels obstructed. I wonder if this hints at something with Lori, she did tell me she
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