If I didn't exist, there would be less hunger in this house.
there would be room for Danny.
there would be no blog
my mom would be 15 dollars richer
Danny would be 20 dollars richer.
Vladimir would have one less friend.
Texas would be happier.
my family would be richer.
There would be less poetry and music.
That trombone wouldn't be there
and shit would be different
but, I do exist.
That trombone remains,
My poems are written
we're still poor
Texas is sad
Vlad is stuck with me
Danny doesn't have 20 extra dollars
my mom doesn't have 15
There IS a blog
and Danny has nowhere to sleep.
Life is good... ish
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