The state of being perfecly num is truly a beautiul feeling.
You feel no pain,
no sorrow,
no neglate,
no anger,
no depression,
no misory.
Nothing its simply nothingness that surrounds you,
that soothes you,
that carries ands supports you.
It makes you feel almost free from everything,
every lie,
every problem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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