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[sevenofspades]

He awoke with a start to the sound of construction. Keyboard imprint on his face; he got up and stretched. Another long night of nothing. Of writing nothing, of thinking nothing. Being with no one. Going no where. Being a nobody. Nothing. Enough of it to make a man feel like a nihilist

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[memeworrywort]

Ain't it strange
How a man who lives for nothing
Can change
Cos' if he stays the same he'll die a million days
Year by year