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Apr 2019
Sometimes I feel nothing

Nothing to give, nothing to take

Nothing to love, nothing to hate

N O T H I N G

Nothing, can be big and ugly

And it makes you feel small

It never talks, just stares

It fills the quiet air with dullness

Nothing, can paint the sky gray

And hide the sun forever,

Nothing is the same

when it shows up at your doorstep,

Always comes uninvited

And stays as long as it wants,

I want to have the power to kick it out

But nothing comes out of my mouth

Nothing stays

I feel nothing,

Then suddenly something opens my window

The sun is tiptoeing in my room

S O M E T H I N G

is here!

And nothing is gone:)
I love to play with words:)
Ilonka
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Ilonka  35/F
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