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Buttress

I am a ghost, nothing more and nothing less, and I will be until the end.

I am there when you need me. For support or advice. To do your dishes and take out your trash. To make you feel good, and not tell anyone. To keep your secrets. To be that stepping stone between the place you are, and the place you are going. Or to be that little detour you take when life gets monotonous. And sometimes, I am there just to be there.

But sometimes, every so often, you feel my breath and turn. You see me. When you slow down for five minutes, or just long enough to simply be, you notice me then. And then, you see something interesting and beautiful and good. You kiss me, play with me, listen to me, feel me.

Then the sun rises, and the morning crowds begin their bustle, and the world sweeps you away again. Back to your life. I become, once again, a seamless addition to the environment.

I am a ghost. Nothing more, nothing less. And this is the end.

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