Done
I wonder how many "ode to the blank page" poems have been written. I
feel like jotting something down worth your time to read, but that
isn't as easy as it sounds. At what point has one blogged everything
there is worth blogging about. No question mark because it is
rhetorical. I suppose if I have the strength to put hand to keyboard, I
should be able to think of something to say.
Then again ...
It wasn't me. You can't prove anything.
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I'm going to stop complaining about not having anything to complain about.
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