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Blank

November 5, 2018
By Anonymous

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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