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An unseen hand,  an unexpected obstacle, unplanned  which keeps me from the page, some force, some shield, some barrier that won’t let me engage won’t let me near, unsure and all unknowing is it fear that stills my pen, and prevents the click of keys impedes the tap from flowing when I used to drink with ease, I do not know,  in truth I cannot say, but there is a certain something perhaps it’s more than one-thing that is getting in the way…
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 3:46 AM UTC
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An unseen hand,  an unexpected obstacle, unplanned  which keeps me from the page, some force, some shield, some barrier that won’t let me engage won’t let me near, unsure and all unknowing is it fear that stills my pen, and prevents the click of keys impedes the tap from flowing when I used to drink with ease, I do not know,  in truth I cannot say, but there is a certain something perhaps it’s more than one-thing that is getting in the way…
You all know how it goes
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Oct 21, 2025
Oct 21, 2025 at 3:46 AM UTC
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