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Nothingness,

All tied up, intermixed

Intermingled

All becoming one

With everything

Everythingness

Even more so than nothing ness

Is nothingness

Redundant, insignificant, defiles

Purpose lost to find

Nada, where did she hide herself?

Can’t see

Touch

Taste

Smell

Can hear

Feel

Know

Love

But

When

Where

Who

How

Todos,

That’s where she is

She gives herself to him

And in him she remains

Til one day, she finds herself...

In you.