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It feels scary and unwelcoming
I haven't been here in so long
do I dare to face the blankness?
I am staring at it, so feverishly
do I still have what I don't know if I ever had?
where was I?
did I run away or detach?
I couldn't run away
I couldn't hide
not because she won't let me hide
but there are spots and little corners where I can hide
made by her
so everywhere I go, is just another passageway
It's a blank paper's maze
It's a blank paper's world
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