Muse
There is something to work for
Something no one understands
And there�s something that goes with
All that I have planned

It reads into my soul
It breathes through my veins
It is the sun in the morning
And it will never be taken away

It is the seed of growth
It is the blessing of life
Without it the world
Would be a dreary site

It is music
It is what I long to be
It is the muse of God
And what my future will be
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