I was once a butterfly that flew through clouds and sunlight, I was once a flower that grew and expanded to fields of beatiful colors, i was once a tree in a field giving shade to two lovers, i was once a tear falling down from a childs eye as they experienced sadness, i was once the dust rising from the ground tainted by human war, i was once photons that gave an old man his last sigth, i was once alive, i was once learning the meaning of life. I once learned such meaning.
Nowadays i have lost such meaning.
I am not longer a thing.
I am but a void.
I am nothing.
