Blank Pages

I vow not only to not fear a blank page, but to embrace it. I will tame these vast wild fields of white, these barren sheets of nothingness, and fill them with the seeds of my mind. With enough time and practice, these seeds, planted so carefully in these divided rows, will sprout some form of life. There will be plenty of weeds, I’m sure, but hopefully, with enough care, an entire, colorful, lush garden shall sprout from these once barren pages. This garden, made from myself and delicately cultivated, word by word, will hopefully grow and fill the world with itself and its beauty. And maybe someday, a delicate breeze shall carry the pollen of my work and my long-labored garden will help others melt their snow-white pages with the passion of their ink and grow a garden of their own.



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