He had no concept of the power he withheld.
Everything he did; or said; or was; affected me.
It's quite sad, really, now that I think about it.
He didn't ask for that responsibility — nor did he want it, I'm assuming — though it didn't matter.
He had it.
And because of that, I wasn't going anywhere.
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random thoughts & scrawls
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