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Nothing-Something-Everything
Nothing...
That's what I am
That's all I'll ever be
No one knows what I'm doing here
No one knows why I exist
No one holds me dear
They are all blinded by hatred

Something...
That's what's missing
I'm lost
A tourist without passport
Forgotten and wasted
Simply useless
Not anything to anyone

Everything...
That's what you are
That's what you'll always be
I know what you're doing there
I know why you exist
You are dear to me
Love has made me blind