Blank

Words take high precedence over meaning.
They traipse across an empty page devoid of feeling.
Touch.
Scrawls closing doors to immovable illumination.
Emptiness.
The overkill of symbols equals out true distance.
Every expression a separate delusion.
Correspondence overpowers the path to allusion.
Another empty page I’ve managed to ruin.

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