On Disappearing

It happened very slowly over time,
like losing an accent after leaving home.
I did not notice until people started praising me.
They told me how much better it was
when there was less of me there.
They smiled when they said it.
They asked me what my secret was.
Finally, I smiled back,
giving them one last look,
before disappearing completely.

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