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Writer's Block

What do I do?
What can I say?
There’s more to be said
But how?
No words come to mind
No thoughts, no ideas
And I stare
At the blinking cursor
At the end of the line

Why?
More land to be travelled
But the bridge is broken
And no supplies to build

One . . . . . . . . .
Two . . . . . . . . .
Three . . . . . . . . .
Four . . . . . . . . .

How long must I wait?
How long will it take?
Frustrated
I shut down the computer
Staring at the blank monitor
No words come to mind
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
I scream



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