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Feel the rush

In my blood
There is nothing
Going slow
A rush of words
Flurry out
As I
Make this poem
I have no idea
What to write for this poem
So I
Will make it out of nothing
Thinking
Of some wise words
To say in this poem
Nothing comes to mind
Except this and only this
Negative space can make a positive impact.

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