⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⣀⣤⣶⠶⠿⠷⣶⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡶⠿⠛⠷⢶⣦⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⢿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡿⠋⠀⢀⣠⠞⠋⠀⠀⠀⢠⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⡆⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣦⡀⠀⠘⢿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡟⠁⠀⢠⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢻⣄⠀⠀⠻⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⠏⠀⠀⢠⡟⠀⣠⠀⠀⠀⣼⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣷⡀⠀⠀⣄⠀⢻⣆⠀⠀⠹⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠏⠀⠀⢰⣿⣇⣰⠋⠀⠀⠀⢿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡾⠁⠀⠀⠘⣧⣼⣿⣆⠀⠀⠹⣧⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡏⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⡇⢠⡟⠀⠀⠀⣹⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣏⡀⠀⠀⠸⡆⢸⣿⣿⣿⣇⠀⠀⠹⣇⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡟⠀⠀⢰⡾⠈⣿⣿⣧⣿⢀⡶⠀⣼⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣷⡀⢶⡀⢿⣼⣿⣿⠙⢿⡆⠀⠀⢻⡆⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⠁⠀⢠⣼⠃⠀⣸⢏⣿⣧⣼⠃⣼⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣧⠈⣧⣼⣿⡿⣏⠀⠘⣧⡄⠀⠈⣷⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡏⠀⠀⢸⡟⠀⢠⡟⠘⠿⢻⣿⣷⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⡿⠟⠃⢹⡄⠀⢹⡇⠀⠀⢹⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⣸⡇⠀⣾⠁⢀⡏⠈⢻⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣏⠀⢸⡄⠈⣷⡀⢸⣧⠀⠀⠸⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⢀⡟⠻⣾⣿⡀⣸⠃⢠⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣆⠈⣧⠀⣿⣷⡟⢻⡀⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠃⠀⢸⣇⣾⢹⡟⣿⣿⣤⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣤⣿⣿⢹⣇⣿⣼⡏⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⢸⣿⠏⣽⢸⣿⣿⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⣿⣿⣇⣿⠽⣿⣧⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡆⠀⣼⠁⠀⡏⠘⢿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡿⠃⢸⠀⠈⣷⠀⢰⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣷⠀⢻⠀⢰⡇⠀⢸⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣇⣀⢸⡇⠀⡟⠀⣾⠇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⡄⢸⠀⣼⡧⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣟⣸⣧⡀⡇⢠⣿⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣇⢸⣾⣿⠛⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠙⣿⣿⡇⣸⠇⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣼⣿⠿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠷⢾⢧⡿⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡿⠁⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I once believed that being seen meant being remembered.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I was wrong.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The world looks through people like me without blinking.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I walked, I breathed, I endured -
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and still I amounted to nothing heavier than a ripple on the surface.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀No fate awaited me. No hand reached out.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Only the slow certainty that I was never needed here.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀When I fall, it will not be tragedy.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀It will be correction.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The depths do not take - they return what never belonged above.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀No names will be spoken.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀No silence will break in my honor.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀The sea will close, as it always does,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀indifferent and complete.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I did not fail to leave a mark.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I was simply never meant to have one.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀And then - nothing.