Alone

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A dark waistland surounds me,

all I see is nothing,

but nothing dosen't see me.

 

The emptyness swallows me whole,

but as I enter its throat,

It spits me back out into the Valley of Nowhere.

 

I am alone.

I feel nothing, I see nothing.

But nothing is something isn't it?

 

So perhaps, I am not alone but surrounded by nothing.

Nothing is my friend now and he will never leave me,

like others have before

This poem is about: 
Me

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