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Blank page seems to say
More than I can conversate
Muse is so rude she left today
I’m left confused feeling a way
Mind is like insect in a web
Spider there it won’t go well
Trapped by the void of life
Times we start over and must write
Who saw a stick and said pencil
Who saw tree as paper mental
I guess we are blessed to create
A rock can aspire a paper weight
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2025
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