This is a poem
About nothing
I think:
From
The brink of sanity
To the tip of my heart
Some
Part of me is always
Somewhere within you.
True
To form, born
From similar actions,
reaction and situations.
The
Reverberations of violations
Felt from just sitting and writing about No particular
Topic
Myopic meaning
Seemingly at first until
The next newcommer
Comes along so make me forget
Or remember.
 
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