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NOTHING
As Eyes Slowly Leap,
From River Flows Deep
Shine Through Vein Of Dark
Let Thy Bark On Spark
Walk Among Nothing
Polish A Blinking,
Hole That Became Black
Everything Is Shock
Nor Coming But Lost
Something Reckoned Most
Heart Defined Rusty
So Does Mind Pour Lately.
© -John Edward Kenneth Parado
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