Yet another blank page I see before me,
Waiting to be bathed in my words,
Emotions spill out like a fountain of feelings,
The emptiness scares me for what if I may not fill it,
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we open the door, day by day... the light pours in. we do not own the light, we merely open the door... the light is our being!