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Space. What is it? Empty, vacant, unoccupied, unreal Nothing, does not exist, no importance All these things I wonder about Wonder, to be curious, to think about I don’t know why I bother I mean, I would but there is nothing definitive, Why? Did you think there is? How can you imagine nothing? That’s impossible! How can you imagine death? That’s impossible! I know, I know! Near death experiences. Right? Have you read Kubla Ross? When you find these answers, let me know while I’m Still Alive! |
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Are there really answers, or just questions? Or just questions without answers? To me it's a puzzle wrapped in an enigma! C'mon, wrap your head around this. Mine hurts!
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