An American Sentence XVI
The poet found a seat on a train going somewhere, nods to her muse.
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The poet found a seat on a train going somewhere, nods to her muse.
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Simple but lovely!
Oh, I do enjoy finding a good muse!
Sounds familiar–hoping you will be inspired to build on this one! A good start!
You’ve got me hooked!
Perfect!
Thanks y’all! Hoping this train ride goes well!