Had great discussion about lyrics to a song,
releasised both enjoying that moment of nothingness
that moment of importance
that moment of communicating
that moment of connecting.
At those times when we explore trivial stuff, life at the edge of nothingness.
perhaps when we trace our fingers along covers of books, CD`s, vinyl records,
Do you remember when, who was you with when purchased!
Perhaps you bought that for someone for special reason?
Or a nothing reason.
Where?
You got them, how it felt. Even the moment.
Everything’s is not too special, Perhaps it that even `preciousness of nothingness`.
Most things are some kind of testament.
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