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You’re out of time,
ready to face yourself again
in front of the Blank Page.
This is such a vast mirror —
and actually so limitless.
Quietly uncomfortable to look at.
The fear,
the uncertainty,
the solitude,
the melancholy
of the Blank Page.
You want to get past that.
You crave a harsh battle —
with more noise,
more form,
the shape of a story . . .
then eventually,
that creation of yours
so you can feel more satisfied
and able to carry on
with this mysterious life.
And then —
the repetition of years,
and more of the same.
Until one day . . .
That special day —
when you get to stop
in front of your Blank Page,
