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I'm a writer.

To a writer the most beautiful thing in the world

is a blank piece of paper.

It sits there,

with it's crisp edges and perfect lines,

speaking to you,

calling and pleading,

just begging to be filled with your innermost thoughts

or words from the world of your imagination.

The sight causes an exhilaration

that might only be topped by the sight of an old notebook

that has already been filled and loved.

Such notebooks hold a sort of wonder in them

that allows you to feel like a child.

Each stain, tear and piece of tape tells a story

about a time and a place where a new world was created,

or a character came to be,

or a new story began.

Every writer can sense and appreciate

the beauty of the story

and the tools one uses to create it.

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