Writer's Block
Staring thoughtless at this blank paper
Pondering clueless of what to scribe
My mind is blank, my pen is statued
So, I close my book and await a dream.
Pondering clueless of what to scribe
My mind is blank, my pen is statued
So, I close my book and await a dream.
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