There is no meaning in this Poem

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Stop looking

Here. There is no meaning.

To define

What cannot be defined,

Is only making pretend of

What we want to see. In this world

We strive for perfect, but fail

To find it. We scour

The words. We rip them

Apart. So we can rearrange

Them. Words are broken

Until any beauty is lost.

There is no meaning

In this poem. There is nothing

To see.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 22, 2014 ⏰

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