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The Void


And when all this is done…And we're finally let out again,We will find…Our very own personal world,Our own Truman's show,filled with lovely people, we only somewhat know…A lot emptier than before! So many will have gone, without even a goodbye,The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker,The local fruit seller, the news reader,A neighbour's friend we… Continue reading The Void