" nobody would notice "

" NOBODY WOULD NOTICE "

A single leaf, painted in the colours of autumn lay soundly on the snow, untainted. Nobody would notice. For the common visuals of the snow covered land had been etched into the minds of millions. Details are of un-importance. And if the colour in my cheeks were quick to fade, nobody would notice. For the passing days that my cheeks were rosy and my eyes were bright, not a single being would be eager to point out the change in sight. Flooded with a tsunami of insignificance, I fail to repair my warped sense of thought. Mental chaos. And so, I discard the ability of benevolence and authenticity. Giving in to the masters of compliance and social norms. Nobody would notice.

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