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Vacant Pages
I stare at my page,
vacuous and white,
clean and pure.
My brain, however,
is inundated with ideas,
thoughts.
And I stare at my invisible, unexpressed thoughts
written on this piece of paper.
While you may see emptiness,
the prevalent sky on a dark winter night,
I see thoughts--my thoughts.
I see the inside of my head.
A masterpiece.
Because I think that vacant pages are filled with more thought than those that are overwhelmed;
you just have to imagine.
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