Who am I but a random bit among a million,
One forgotten as easily as the next,
I don't take offence, I don't get hurt, I don't get even,
I merely exist, I am there to fill a void,
And whether you know it or not, Whether you care, Whether you take notice,
I'll be here waiting, Even if it appears that I am not,
In the meantime, I'll keep on dreaming,
Till you need me or want me or anything of that sort.
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