.Here Iâve sat for these grueling weeks
watching the days go by,
recounting when paper jumped to pen,
and graphed its own design.
This pen is dead in my hands.
This paper is limp on my desk.
Every attempt at beauty is failure.
I am no architect at best.
Iâll smile .
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