Blank, uninspired, desire buried deep. So deep that digging is an unachievable feat. The soil is dry and thirsting for inspiration. Nutrients stolen, snatched when she wasn't looking. This barren ground for growth was a place she'd never been before. Indecisive steps fail to lead to a place to pause and wait, until the crumbling soil sprouts to green and a pasture of new life.
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