Nearness to Nothing

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Nearness to Nothing

The sweetest place is found,
To be nearest to nothing.
Scrunched inbetween everything,
Never there exactly,
Always impossible,
Blissfully trying,
Failing in acheiving.
Comfortably lonely
No thinking. Dreaming.
But nearest to nothing,
The sweetest of sweetness.

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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