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Blank
White.
Blank.
No words.
No feel.
Just blank.
The blank paper
makes my eyes sting.
I have to blink.
But when I close my eyes,
I get this hope
that my pencil will
come alive
once again.
I don’t want a pony,
a skateboard,
a dolly,
or even a teddy bear.
All I want is
one idea.
One idea
that will make
my pencil
speak.

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