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Freedom was the roadblock I was locked into a game of poke and prompt. Then she said: “write anything you want” (or words to that effect). The specs were simple and clear, but fear took all the words, all the ideas I had no instructions on what to do none given for me to adhere to. Two months gone by, so dumb - but I cannot write this poem. Written for Promptly Poetry Week 12 Prompt - Poets Choice |