Writers blockage

Its like a block of cottage

Plottage of the knowledge

Trying to confine in

From the blindness

Searching my way through

But I feel so overdue

Dirt in the desert

Going bezark

Coming to realization

All the complication for the preparation

Suddenly turns into a seperation





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