Muse

I see all these poems that others post
Their different, free, expressive
I wonder if mine will ever fair
Be like theirs, lifting higher
Something someone out there will read and like
My greatest dream and my greatest fear
Those who have courage to not hide behind their words
Speak truth yet lies hidden in context clues
Will mine ever be mysterious as their own?
Become an author the world will know?
For now sitting solemnly waiting
For an artists blessing
A muse.

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