i leave little pieces of me world, all over you. pieces i have voluntarily left, or that i left without knowing, or that were taken from me. but i do world, i leave little parts of me behind, no matter which of your paths i take. and yet strangely enough, i find that with each part i leave behind i do not become less by leaving them behind but greater. you see, world, every piece of me i leave is replaced by a piece left by someone else who was willing to leave a little piece of them. that's how we grow, the people that live in you, world. we become more, and greater, by every little piece we give.