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I BECOME NOTHING
I BECOME NOTHING
I ask how soon I will become nothing. When my sentiments tear me apart and bounce around my head like cannon balls from a faded war. I want to know so much more than what I’ve learnt in my forty years on this screwed up world, yes people do matter. If they didn’t, there would be no humanity, would there.
I want to go to Auschwitz and see where a millio...
Tuesday 4th October 2011 9:07 pm
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