Nothing is Something

Looking at my purple marker and notebook paper realizing that I have so much to say, yet I can't say anything at all. I hear scribbles and scribbles from my marker to my paper, scribbles and scribbles yet something comes out, nothing. Nothing is something because it somehow exists, somehow nothing is something. Look at what I am saying, what I am transferring, IT'S SOMETHING!

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