The Nothing
Nothing is something that is a mass so great it fills up every room it fills up every place, it takes up every bit of empty space everywhere. I get so much nothing all the time, I get paid nothing for my work i got nothing on my mind. I get nothing from my family and nothing from my friends, good god when is this nothing ever going to end, I wonder when the days of my something is going to begin.
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