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Heard in Silence

A lonely figure stands amid a blurred city crowd.

I want to cry. I want to scream.

I just want to be heard in silence.

I want to have a conversation with someone that has their mouth sewn shut. Please don't talk, just listen to my words.

Have you had a life of good? Have you had a life of none?

I wonder sometimes if I had a life at all.

I've been here, but nobody saw me.

I looked in the mirror. I was there. I looked at my reflection, and it didn't look back at me.

Am I someone? Am I no one?

Now I know what it's like to be a superhero of nothing.

We are just the moment that everyone else sees when they blink and don't see.

Only a part of a moment that is missed by a split second.

Maybe we're nonexistent. Maybe we are just us.

The one we were one minute ago...