We have nothing,
Even when we have something,
We need something more,
We want more,
It's never enough,
In a strange way,
Desire makes all of us the same,
Inside our empty heart's,
Too many something's,
Drowning in the sea of nothing's,
Or even less,
We wait,
To be getting more...
More...
Once you've read all the way down,
Read back up from the bottom.
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