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We are the millionaires up high in their skyscraper penthouses.
We are the beggars down in the streets hoping for a scrap of kindness.
We are everything to somebody.
But to myself, I am nothing.
I just am.
We are everything, and nothing. We have egos that make us believe that we are bigger than the single speck of dust in a universe vast.
I am the villain.
I am the hero.
I am the billionaire.
And the beggar on the streets.
I am nobody until I become somebody in another person's heart.
I am not important, but somehow I did become the most important to others.
Am I an enigma? A conundrum?
No. I just am who I have always been—
A nobody that you somehow accepted as a somebody.