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Where did I leave my muse?

2016/10/17

I haven’t seen her in years.

She had lots of feelings and happenings.

Changes.

Serious lows.

Delicious highs.

The world was different.

She was different.

Perspective changes, and it’s fresh to see it.

It’s fresh to feel it too.

Everyone thought of themselves.

It was a selfish time.

And no one knew what to believe.

Because it had been confused,

Intentionally

Or not.

For some anger.

and a need to blame.

Others exhausted.

Confusion.

Some blissfully oblivious.

Late 19th.

There was Haymarket, labor unrest.

It was like this.

Or not.

No charismatic leader, right?

Maybe a hated leader,

Like now.

No social media, ergo

communication.

Biggest difference.

More of us now.

We’re the same as before.

We are alike.

We sentient beings.

My muse eludes me.

 

 

 

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