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Sleeping Untold

Like a blanket or quilt,
  the Muse wraps me in consciousness

Sealing me in with her warmth
  each night rejecting the cold

Like a filter or screen,
  the Muse tempers all consequence

 Under her protection and safety
   -words sleeping untold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)


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