Introspecting....Or musing!

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The pen rests idly between my fingers, its weight both familiar and foreign. The paper before me, expectant and silent, mirrors the restless murmur within my mind. Words hover just beyond reach, like shadows flickering at the edge of candlelight—half-formed, teasing, waiting for me to grant them shape.....do they really need to get born! 

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