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Empty pages
stare up at me. How can I fill them? What should they be? Tension builds as the deadline nears. Nothing to say, a writer's worst fears. Sweaty palms leave marks on the page. I should have more, something wonderous and sage. Lesson learned. The deadline has passed. Maybe next time, I won't do this half-assed.
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