Ripples

Every action

Has a consequence

The cause's effect

I walk to the shops - I cross the road - he waits at the light I turned on

He's late - his phone rings uselessly on his desk - she answers it

Which means that

She tells them to try later - the caller gives up - finds someone else.

The someone else, he stays with her - he isn't there to stop the fire - and a whole bright life is gone.

Ripples - they spread.

But then, I should never go out - do nothing - then I can't be the cause

Wrong

Me not being there has just as much of an effect

Think about it.

You can touch a hundred people's lives

Simply by existing

The End

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