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From the bonds of society never able to sway,
Though each of us dreams od making our break away.
The bonds we each fight hold us in place,
As the clouds we look at with upturned face,
But the bonds know no slack or no grace.
We work and work while we bide our time,
Our body and minds stuck in the grimem
While some of us fine solice for our souls in rhyme.

InspirationInspiration came to me at night.
Inspiration came with the dawn.
Inspiration has found me,
since the day I was born.
I don't know when it's coming,
or where I will be found.
But I beg it keeps searching,
as my emotions abound.
Sometimes it leaves me,
for weeks at a time.
But I won't panic or worry,
I know all will be fine.
Inspiration will return in due time.
Inspiration loves my soul and mind.
It would never shut them out
even though I may cry or shout.
Inspiration helps me live each day.
Never holds me up, never breaks my heart.
In me it will live to be my escape.
To express to the world my inner place.

The Flight of Nocturne She watched the young men enter the forest from the branch on which she sat as they cautiously moved along the dark forest path. Each holding a torch out in front and towing a horse behind they ventured towards ger seductive wrath.
Nocturne wasnt particularly devilish this night, yet couldnt resist such a seemingly vulnerable bunch. In her mind she had already gone through at least ten ways to separate them, and yet another twenty of how to proceed with each one. Her smile only grew as she listened to them speak.
The first young man warned the others: Watch out boys, they say that the beautiful but deadly Nocturne lives
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