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Feb 2018
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
No­thing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Where there was pain, there is nothing.
All this struggle went into nothing.
In my future there is nothing.
What caused this nothing?
Heart? Just nothing.
I feel nothing.
I'm nothing.
Nothing.
None.

Done.
Dom Bobek
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Dom Bobek  M
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