Umm, there are pictures coming. And words to describe those pictures... But right now I'm having internet problems so they may have to wait... So I wrote you a poem instead:
An empty page, a vacant slate.
A place to write and to create.
A great potential unfulfilled
Waiting patiently to be filled.
So you must use your imagination,
To make this your own unique creation.
A blank sheet is an infinite possibility,
An open field of boundless fertility.
What comes next is up to you,
I only ask that you speak true.
True to strangers, to yourself, and to your friends,
And true until the very end.
For the very best works of art,
Are the ones which come from the heart.
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