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Not a damn thing going on in my head,
Aside from the basics:
Eat, shit, sleep
Repeat

A lighthouse with no bulb,
I feel empty, deflated
Not quite enough milk for a bowl of cereal

The cursor blinks on the screen absentmindedly
As I try to compose a line or two
I feel truly a tabula rasa
A slate wiped clean

A magnetized PC
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