Nothing ever becomes real ’til it is experienced.
– John Keats
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- When nothing becomes the vocalThen nothing becomes the focalAnd nothing’s becoming at all – Kate Kaiser
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- I wont cry, it’ll be fine. I’ll take my last breath. Push it out my chest ’til there’s nothing left. – Hollywood Undead
- In the days ahead, you will either be a mystic (one who has experienced God for real) or nothing at all. – Karl Rahner
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- Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss. – John Keats
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