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I sit at my desk
Blank page in front
I need to write something
Anything
Anything at all

I type some words
I look around
Searching for inspiration
Everything seems so banal
Uninteresting
Run of the mill

I type some more
I look at my words
And exhale
Deeply
I’m tired today
My muse is hiding
Deep within

What should I do?
Where should I go?
How should I write?
And then
I look up again
My quest
My words
Sit before me
Magically
Transformed
Into poetry.

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