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A Drop From The Emptiness

He sat on the parched ground defeated,
not a drop had fallen from the vast emptiness,
he provided for him, he provided for her,
he provided for all, all for richness but he was only able to provide hope, hope for himself.

The rich were all glamorous, glamorous and glee but sat by themselves when they wanted to be.Thirsty for all, all they could see, but not a drop had fallen from the vast emptiness.

As time passed by so did he,
the rich set fire to his physicality and went away still thirsty, thirsty  for all they could see. Thirst had defeated, defeated their senses in the pursuit of all they could see but still not a drop had fallen from the vast emptiness.

He was drunk, drunk with emptiness, it was like falling into a bottomless pit, the safest place he could be.Now he knew what the drop could do because he himself was the vast emptiness in which the drop existed. He let it fall, fall from within through which the rich quenched their thirst, thus ending all they could see, because liberation is a true dream.

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