The blank page
Beckons while the cursor
Blinks, menacingly. It’s
Waiting for my coffee
To be drunk, for my laundry
To be folded. Pandora
Beeps.
Asking, “Are you still there?”
Demanding immediate action
Yet I remain
Unmoved, attempting to
Wrangle thoughts that
Struggle against constraints
Yearning for freedom that
Lies beyond the
Open window.
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KaylaAnn 
“Yearning for the freedom that lies beyond the open window,” I felt that. Beautiful words as always. 🙂
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Wow thank you so much Laura!
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My pleasure! Your words have that rare ability of making something ordinary into something extraordinary, and I respect you for that, because it isn’t a feat many can accomplish
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☺️☺️☺️
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Oh, nice, KaylaAnn! Love your first 3 lines and can relate to the cursor that blinks.
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Blinks all the dang time at me ha
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