Blank Space

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In the emptiness, I find my home
A canvas waiting, for the art to roam
A blank space staring, like a challenge to create
A world of possibilities, where my thoughts can participate

In the silence, I hear my voice
A whisper urging, to make some noise
A blank page taunting, like a dare to begin
A story waiting, for the words to spin

In the void, I find my freedom
A space to breathe, where my soul can feed 'em
A blank slate yearning, for the colors to blend
A masterpiece unfolding, where my heart can mend

In the nothingness, I find my everything
A universe expanding, where my dreams can sing
A blank space calling, like a siren's song
A journey starting, where my spirit can belong.

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