Unleash it all upon the page
Unbreak the spell upon the stage
Unwind each clock with gentle care
Bring those children home
Muses fall beneath my breath
Press my thoughts ephemeral
Guide me gently through darkness
Staining ink, my words imprint:
“Lead all endeavors to the right
let each man choose his pathway’s light
Be it dim or bright, the choice be his
Forward moving, despite the fright.
Oh, rock of my soul. Words will come.
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