My muse has two hands.
One for loving me and one for
raising and uplifting others.
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Poetrylove poems to strangers i'll never meet; an ode to heartbreak and the bleak divine-ness of it all. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2020 by Kate H.
(9) my muse
My muse has two hands.
One for loving me and one for
raising and uplifting others.