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Writer's Block
I'm at a loss for words,
no idea what to say.
Nothing comes to mind
so I go about my day.
Searching for a subject
Digesting letters as I walk.
Opening every book I find
But my mind's still locked.
Close my eyes briefly
Open them and look.
The first think I gaze upon
Will be the recipe I cook.
Writer's block is like the flu
Makes you sick inside.
The simple remedy that I use
Is face it, do not hide.
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