A Blank Page
My heart sings soprano
As my muse and I face
A pristine white page
Both of us exhilarated
We look forward to
A day of unencumbered hours
Our excited imagination tears it up
Tossing down cartoons
Scribbling poem after poem
My right hand can barely keep up
As my soul slashes feelings across the pages
Creating faster than my mind can catch up
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