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They ask me if I am empty What is it to be full? A constantly shattering piece of pottery Letting all the air escape But what difference does it make If the air wasn't trapped in the first place
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Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:27 PM UTC
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They ask me if I am empty What is it to be full? A constantly shattering piece of pottery Letting all the air escape But what difference does it make If the air wasn't trapped in the first place
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19/F/No where you need to know
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:27 PM UTC
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