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Silence
Voices silent
Inside my head
Inexplicably
My muse is dead
A curtain drawn
Impotent to create
Dullness of mind
Words abate
No momentum
To induce
An ink-less pen
Does not produce
To coerce
Feels counterfeit
A violation
I cannot permit
Quill aside
A duty to wait
For inspiration
To acclimate
Inside my head
Inexplicably
My muse is dead
A curtain drawn
Impotent to create
Dullness of mind
Words abate
No momentum
To induce
An ink-less pen
Does not produce
To coerce
Feels counterfeit
A violation
I cannot permit
Quill aside
A duty to wait
For inspiration
To acclimate
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