And the melodic tune.
Hum on their lips and minds.
The warrior is weak and the muse is mighty.
Might. I seek you out.
I seek the power to control and yet I yield control to empower.
Perhaps I am not a muse.
Perhaps I am a warrior. I yield. I surrender.
Yet my surrender is mighty.
I give you my power. I give my power to the muse.
The mighty muse, empowered by the weak warrior.
And I hum his tune.
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