THE: An Epic Tale of Nothing

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A time, a place, a day, but what am I? Life goes by as do the clouds. What is the point of living? Truly I do not know nor do I care. A baby cries. A car goes by. I ponder. Oh how I ponder. Yes I ponder. Outside it snows but within I feel rain. Yes rain perhaps sleet but definitely not snow. Oh how I feel the sleet. I doze off but at the same time I feel like I am floating up and to the left. Then it happens I trip I fall I slip to a room of nothing.

-This Portion By Alec Walter Keith Rutherford Hayes Perfetti