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Runaway
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Favorites Torn from peer’s grace,
Forgotten in a lost page,
A character in a scene,
That does not affect the plot.
New friends arise,
A lost page now finds a lost book,
Few new characters show face,
And a structure begins to form.
Lots of new expectations,
A crowd forms between the lines,
With characters outnumbering protagonists,
Story direction has been all but lost.
Expectations fade,
The cream rises to the top,
Flowing words dance circles,
Floating thoughts stimulate an idle novel.
Friends dissipate,
The ink fades,
The scene shrinks,
Resolution falls over the wilting story.
There are none left,
Pages are blank,
Alone we are left
To deliver a soliloquy,
A blank stare is all I can deliver,
Followed by a simple question:
Where did we begin?
