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It's painful At first, when reality hammers. Sometimes I feel real, then real feeling shatters. I sift my peace from the pieces. I'm Matter and nothing. I'm nothing that matters.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
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It's painful At first, when reality hammers. Sometimes I feel real, then real feeling shatters. I sift my peace from the pieces. I'm Matter and nothing. I'm nothing that matters.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
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