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While staring into the wall ahead of me, I think of nothing. I think of myself; nothing. I am nothing to the world. I am without significance, I am without meaning. While staring into the wall ahead of me, I think of nothing.
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
The Wall Ahead of Me
While staring into the wall ahead of me, I think of nothing. I think of myself; nothing. I am nothing to the world. I am without significance, I am without meaning. While staring into the wall ahead of me, I think of nothing.
I have been having a lot of issues with confrontation recently.
TheUnsungSong
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18/M/Springfield, MO
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
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