Last night it was easy
For him to add one more person
To that list of people
He wishes did not exist
Not for him to hurt
Not for him to hate
To just wake up one day
And be gone
Like an abduction one can read
In Weekly World News
How is not important
Just away
Sometimes it's so much easier
To work through a problem backwards
Taking out the variables he doesn't like
To see how it would have turned out
Hypothetically without them
But this is always going to be the real deal
Life gives you a hand and you bluff, win, or fold
No one takes every hand
And no one plays to lose
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