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Nothing can stop me


Nothing is not really nothing, There is just not something there, We don’t have the words to describe this idea, Nothing. People tell me I will amount to that concept, Nothing. But you can’t really be nothing because nothing is still something, These useless words the ignorant throw at me mean just that, Nothing. Because these words just make me stronger, The longing to get back up when I fall down, To show them their words mean Nothing.
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