Nothingness

Simple findings, tranquil words 

Soft, curved smiles, alone in the world 

Seeking truth, meaning of meaning 

Endless cycles, endless demeaning

Boundless information to come across 

Never enough to know at all 

To which is extent is the most 

To which degree is verbose

Nothing matters but everything does 

Annhilating patterns of do's and don'ts

What the hell is going on?

Who am I, who are you, what is the...what 

Who is the who, Am I Me?

Is there nothing in the desire to be free?

What is freedom? And why do I care?

Relentless circles that go nowhere 

Back to this, tomorrow will be fine

Otherwise I wouldn't be able to live this life

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