Starting to write down on a white paper is a complex exertion especially when you feel as vacant as a white paper.
No words are yet invented to express what you need to write: somehow you believe!
You start to draw your anger, holding your pen like thirsty killers hold the dagger; you contaminate the paper with inky wounds of unidirectional lines over lines over circles and over lines.
Then you smash down the pen…
Rest your skull over the tormented sheet,
Tears break out for absolution.
Moments sprint,
…You grab the pen and you finish writing this paragraph.
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