New Page; New Beginning Pencil in hand, Storyline so used. Words rush through my head, And go to my hand. It's all so used, So done. Something new, Something better. The paper is crinkled, Discarded and forgotten in the trash. A new page, And it's blank. I'm ready for a new start, A new beginning. After all, This is the only chance I've got.
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