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The girl who had already been saved.
That was the story.
Everything had already taken place.
The wolf arrived too late.
The danger was gone.
The ending had settled into place.
Nothing more was required.
Except him.
He stood there, misplaced.
Without function.
Nothing left to stop.
No one left to become.
Still, he stayed.
Not to change anything.
Only to see what remained
once everything had been resolved.
The girl looked at him.
She wasn’t afraid.
Fear no longer belonged here.
He lowered his head.
Not in defeat.
In recognition.
Some stories don’t need you.
Others arrive
when it’s already too late to belong.
He turned.
No one called him back.
The path remained.
But it no longer led anywhere.
He walked.
Not away.
Out of it.
Santiago Copí
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