of blood and ink and of my truest thoughts
that once revived my heart to bear this whole
when love was love and lover's never sought
'twas Euterpe who would vouch for my poor soul
she sent to me when I was but a child
and came to me within a dream, you see
across the moor, across the murky wild
my other half who waited there for me
and how I have embraced that very cause
to satisfy the soul of one who dwells
within my heart to intrigue all the laws
of love and of sweet poetry to tell
I found my love, my love found me alone
eternally she's all I've ever known
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