It was nothing we said.
It wasn't anything.
Not yet.
It wasn't going to be anything,
or go anywhere.
It was just nothing.
Still.
And then it didn't turn
into something.
It dwindle away
into nothing.
But our nothing,
it was something
special.
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
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