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A blank screen,

with simple line, deleting and rewriting itself constanly.

Nothing but negative space

waiting to be filled

with words and ideas

of a madman.

deep breaths of silence come

from the writer in and out 

rapidly but as the madman kills

the silence with clicking 

Words appear on the screen.

One could assume that

they were just random combonations 

of letters, but to the wirter, 

they are full of meaning,

meaning that only a madman 

can understand.

but the meaning is there

it is profound

it causes the madman to 

to think clearly and realize 

he is nothing more than

a writer putting his

story onto a page

where he himself can

finally understand what every

thing means 

And he can truly find peace in the words,

written on that blank page.

 

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