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This box, this blockThese four walls trapping my fingersAround this penThis paper, dull and blankThis space between ink and pageThis cage: my imaginationThis voice: a whisper, mumbling ideasThe knowledge behind barsThis prison I feel but cannot expressThis ache in need of reliefThis scream subdued by preoccupied handsThis stage of in-betweenThis no-man’s-land I’m inThis wish toContinue reading “Writer’s Block”