Blank paper
Blinks its virgin lines
Taunting me to defile
An untouched page
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Poems and Petals 
…love the weighted anticipation in these 4 lines. It almost makes you afraid to make that first mark…but the hesitancy is tangible. Lovely…and I still try to write with olde-fashioned pen and ink when I can! 🙂
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Thank you Krystyna! I also love pen and paper! 🙂
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those lines
reminds
me of the time
when much happened
but never got inked
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Lovely writing 🙂 thank you!
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welcome
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I remember the times
When I would touch a paper
And it would take me
On a journey with
Just a pen for a guide.
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Beautiful lines! Thank you so much for sharing! 🙂
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These things come through inspiration you wonderful bloggers give.
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Reminded me to this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtGY4G7II6s
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It does! And I love that song by Natasha Bedingfield, I might post it one day with a little blog on when I heard it one day! 🙂
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Oh, yes! It is a beautiful and meaningful song.
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Wonderful lines.
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Thank you 🙂
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Nice take, Vonita.
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Thank you, Mark 🙂
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I somehow feel that way often when I see a nice-looking notebook! More so when I have a nice-looking pen with me :))))
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Me too 🙂
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