I sit here thinking, I should write
yet
I have nothing
No ideas
No spark
No prompt
No inspiration
The well has run dry
For now
Tumbleweeds in my mind
Dust for creativity
So what?
Wait?
Maybe search?
Patience
Desire, inspiration, words and rhymes
They will all return
Soon enough
I do miss you though 🙂
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