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I was around thinkng about nothing
Until
I figured out you excisted
That's what made me want to figure you out
How could you only excist to be my something?
The seem as tthough nothing matters to others around us.
Got me thinking who thought of this before me?
What possibly lead them their to make it something and just nothing?
When it becomes to it cease to excist?
How possibly so.
Well truly theirs always something to be made outta nothing.
I guess
Depending on who's doing it.
Then the matter comes into play.