Thoughts
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Sometimes it is hard to describe
the blank paper
Thoughts running
In mind
The paper
looks back at me infinitely
I start writing
Because I can’t wrte
without any inspiration
the pen
stops every now and then
to ponder.
Every moment
thoughts running
Into my mind
and seems to me
What did I start
I can’t end.
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