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Date Written: October 25, 2017

I was once in a room 

With darkness itself

I could see nothing

No poorness or wealth


No order, no chaos

No beauty or life

No revenge in the blood

On the blade of a knife


No war and no peace

No shadow or sun

Nothing has finished

Nothing has begun


There are no people

No-one I could race

Nothing was real

And in that place


I tried finding myself

But what I could not bear

Is that I soon discovered 

That I wasn't there

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by Nikita Ustinov
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