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Something and Nothing
There are times
When all you really long for is nothing
No gushing romance
No lipstick kisses
Nothing
No happyness
No mutual respect
Abyssful suitcases full of nothing
Set tap to run
Valves turned on. Running dry, giving nothing
When all that nothing has evaporated
Space can be restocked
With all the somethings that inhabited before
Before point break
When, plimpsole line was at water level
And the horizon offered nothing
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