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I have nothing to give. No offering, No sacrificial lamb, No barley, No incense to burn on the plate. I have nothing to give at all. from nothing to nothing In this myriad of existence I can provide No sustenance, No value, No help. If I were the tool I needed to be, I'd be nothing... A blunt blade, toothless rake, A scythe with no blade. from nothing to nothing In these, my darkest times I need what I am... Nothing Nothing can only create Nothing... This cosmic miracle, An unprecedented alignment of atoms Breeched by the need for value, Success, Worth. FROM NOTHING TO NOTHING I have nothing to provide. Nothing to offer. What's the point? nothing comes of nothing
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
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I have nothing to give. No offering, No sacrificial lamb, No barley, No incense to burn on the plate. I have nothing to give at all. from nothing to nothing In this myriad of existence I can provide No sustenance, No value, No help. If I were the tool I needed to be, I'd be nothing... A blunt blade, toothless rake, A scythe with no blade. from nothing to nothing In these, my darkest times I need what I am... Nothing Nothing can only create Nothing... This cosmic miracle, An unprecedented alignment of atoms Breeched by the need for value, Success, Worth. FROM NOTHING TO NOTHING I have nothing to provide. Nothing to offer. What's the point? nothing comes of nothing
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Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 7:00 PM UTC
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