You Can't Write A Poem About Nothing
I look up and we are almost there.
Soon I would be in the world's most famous computer store!
In a moment we were there.
Quickly, I pounce out of the car and take a short glance up… then everything froze.
I can't believe my eyes.
I see a sign that says nothing is for sale we are closed.
I go up to the sign and touch the word nothing, it was unbelievably cold and had a metallic feel to it.
I sadly walk back to the car, shocked.
When I flew all across the world to get here I had not taken into consideration the fact that it might close.
To me nothing was moving or talking the rest of the way back, it was like I was in my own little world, all my thoughts going through my brain slower than ever.
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