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Nov 2018
I have often wondered
Where nothing comes from
Does being nothing
Make it something?
Does it radiate
From some unknown realm
Only to fade once again
Into nothingness?
Does nothing sustain itself
Or is it created?
Some days my tiny life
Feels like nothing
But in the grand scheme
Of things
I know I matter
annieohk
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annieohk
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