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Nothing

I have nothing to write about. Nothing is happening to me. I’m numb and nothing is happening. I sit here and still nothing happens. I wait and wait, nothing prevails. I’m painless, nothing moves. I’m emotionless, nothing reacts. I exist, nothing cares. I am nothing.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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