Missing. Period.

If I were
a typo, I wouldn’t want
to be
discovered. I would hide 

in the middle
in the middle
of an incomplete 

thought  You might create
me, but you’ll never know
me or the impact
I might have 

on what they think
of you, never mind me.

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