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Nothing

I saw that there was nothing....

Not a thing beyond all that passion

The passion that had lit up all those horizons

in the midst of darkness across my vision.

The twitch of nothingness and everything  got

intertwined in my soul as life let.

blew away the ashes of my youthful heart

to get scattered.

I succeeded to scratch them away  as  a metaphor

I go to visit its tomb at the cemetry within my

heart where desires lost faith.

To accept the designs of fate

Perhaps upon a subconcious demand.

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