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nothing exists
this head that houses the thoughts of a slain writer with nimble feelings
the commemorative house of the deaths, birth,peaces and wars of the world around her
watch her eyes shine from the light reflected off the world as it crumbles before her
stumbling promptly
she dust herself of the dried up tears of the people that find comfort in her
she wonders of to the nothingless corner of the...