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Nov 2019
Something?
Anything?
Nothing.

That's what I have today,
nothing.

But nothing
might be
something,

if seen a certain way.
Nothing is nothing, except room to grow.
Written by
Jeff Lewis  59/M/Earth
(59/M/Earth)   
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     Melissa S, Cné and annh
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