In the beginning there was nothing.
Sitting still in a room made of paper,
I reached for my pen.
I came to this conclusion.
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Interesting concept. I have written something of a similar title, but this seems to differ greatly from what I have written. I like this, it's very deep. I hope to see more like this.
'Your stealthy ways will sneak by my paper room.' Another powerful poem... Top marks...