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Glory to my muse

Glory to my muse

To be with my muse,

i pursue every excuse.

When our eyes met,

my heart lost a beat.

I hope to find that beat,

within your heart.

Dreams are brittle like glassware,

won’t you handle mine with care?

To my sanctum sanctorum, oh my deity!!!

bless your celestial glory.

© 2019 Hari Prasad S

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