I stare into the blank page

Assuming, its eagerness to embrace

My jumbled ideas that, chose the words;

Perhaps, a few drawings

Or a scribbled dot and line game;

Hardly did it strike me as a page of inspiration

Assuming, it’s the mirror

Willingly reflecting the many expressions –

Subtle emotions not meant for an audience;

I stare into the blank page.

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