NOTHING
In reality nothing exists
(subtitle: Nothing exists in reality)
And not a clue of substance remains
besides the shadows of doubtful
thoughts. We enter these woods at
a risk of nothing. It is all of a
concept imagined.
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Sir Lancelot had a barber shop at
the edge of Kingsland Forest. His
sideline was bleeding the sick.
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The woods led to Sherwood as well,
where one man in a shadowy cloak
held court with his Friar Tuck and
those folk. Great tents for the dying
were hidden deep in the trees, while
Maid Marion treated those ailing.
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One mess-hall enticed the recovered.
The smells of the roasting meats
brought them out. Hunger was
a sure sign of cure.
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