Dear Blank Page,

You made me shudder. I stare at you and I see your beauty and I know I’m going to mess it up with my chicken scratch handwriting.

You made me shudder. You are only worthy of the best; I must find the innermost workings of myself to spill onto you. I must be truthful and exquisite.

You make me shudder. Everything I didn’t know I needed to say comes pouring out in inky delusions. Before I even know what’s happening you’re full to the top, and bottom.

You make me shudder.


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