* withdrawal *
These long moments
Unpuncuated by script
Writing addict cold turkey
No words laid down
No lines ingested
Emptiness without prose
A non existence of time passed
Without a record it did not happen
These words now relieve the itch
Cannot make whole what was
The story continues
To the reader seamlessly
Only the writer frets
For Muse's temporal magic lost.
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