I’m just a nobody—
still a nobody.
If I get buried among the many,
and my name turns out
to be just among the numbers—
what worth is it
for me to be kind?
Oh, don’t give me that look.
To be kind
in a cruel,
cruel world
is the tragedy
of its own story.
And I refuse
to be part of it.
As for my part to play—
haven’t I mentioned already?
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