Inspiration

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Forgotten.
The singing in the soul.
Fine, bright, luminous thoughts
playing “philosophy”
with dissimilarly minded comrades.
Fallen into disrepair,
the grand scheme of things.
Buried by acceptance of what is
and fatigue of what is not yet.
Remembered.
Brought forth by the troubadour
who will not set down his pen
in the face of life.