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Writer's Block


I've reached a wall I cannot climb! My pen no longer Writes my mind! Instead I sit here, Patiently, Waiting for an epiphany; And nothing ever comes to me! So many questions Run through my mind: Should I give up? Have I wasted enough time? Then, suddenly, A flash of genius come to me. It arrives with great speed; And leaves just as quickly. So now I'm back to the drawing board, And, figuratively, of course, I try to break through the wall with a sword. And I prevail! I peek through the hole In the wall I just made To see which journey my pen will embark, And what you're reading now is my light in the dark.
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