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May 2015
A spectacular nothing is what I feel
When I know love,
When I know hate.
A spectacular nothing is when I see
The shake in my hands,
The tears on my face.
A spectacular something is you,
A spectacular nothing is me.
Mollissa Scott
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Mollissa Scott
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