He was the muse

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Her job was muse.
And she knew it too.
But deception still
Kept laying down clues.
She followed them
And all their tracks.
Until one day
She was attacked.
Still she understood the game.
Even if it brought some shame.
But she still knew her role.
Even after she fell in a hole.
The truth is that he was her muse.
Especially as he tried to confuse.
So she kept playing right along.
And she had enjoyed all the songs.
So faithfully she still followed.
But she was making sure
she didn’t get swallowed.
So now with clarity she writes once more.
And she’s thinking of ways to even the score.

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