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There's nothing there.

Nothing's there, I know, I know

Touch my skin so I can show 

You how together I am

How forever I cannot be.

You showed me the way to an opaque me

You took it away and now they can see straight through me

Straight past me

Nothing's there I know, I know

Feel my touch so I can say that I'm ok.

Is that ok?

Have I done enough for today?

The Emptiness Curling Within. ►

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