Just be ink on paper.
Just be a shadow under a streetlight.
Just be a sound across the church.
Just be company in an empty diner.
Just be money in their pockets.
Just take up space in one way or another and no one will notice when you stop.
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Author:
Alex (Pseudonym) (
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