Euterpe
Euterpe is my favorite muse.
My heart welcomes the joy
that her music ensues.
With each note that she employs
My mind smiles as her gentle
words caress my thoughts
Introducing me to others hearts in full
Making my heart and theirs intertwine.
Her creations connect me to others
Far and wide.
Even though I’m still locked inside.
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