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Fluffy unicorns

Sweet miscomprehension

Solace removed

For your apprehension

 

Take a pill

And the real world remains

Bitter tongue

Flushing all the drains

 

Dawning era

Has already been turned

Nothings found

Frontier now discerned

 

What's in this body of nothing?

No one can say

Yet not advanced

Tho there willing to pay.

 

Nothing? Changed when nothing changed

We heard with death ears

They were actualy looking for God

Nothing should make us all cheer

 

There is no new word for this new nothing

But we know it's there

A fundermental part and parcel

And no one seems to care.

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