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What if you were someone?
Someone who had existed before and still exists,
In a sea of others who looked exactly like that someone.
What if you realized that there is no purpose to your existence?
You were made solely for the purpose of if they could,
and if they could they would,
and they did.
So many times they did and did and did,
And you become a vast sea of someone who existed,
and still exists,
and will continue to exist for eternity.
In those same places for those same years,
and in those same empty glass cases,
made to display that they could and would and did.
It would be terrifying wouldn’t it?
To realize that one was a someone,
all submerged in an ocean of others all with no other purpose than they did.
To realize that one is not that someone anymore,
That they are all clones of a woman who is a someone that stands out amongst them.
For that woman is the first,
and the last,
and is not someone who she is not and never was.
For she never was a monster of someone who was no longer real in the minds of many.