Shelter
The pale yellow light shines on the ground.
Tired of shrinking in the dim corner.
Leaning my head on the window frame.
Observing the view outside.
Listening to the sound of the music outside.
Numerous of monsters yelling, with my name.
But I could only stay.
Sitting in my lonely and quiet corner.
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The four-square window frame.
Everyone add a frame to the painting.
As if to pause the living scene, preserved forever.
The transparent and solid glass.
Everyone add a protective film to the painting.
As if to protect me, protect the lies, from the dust.
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Who am I?260Please respect copyright.PENANAlkRYIsLqId
Or should I ask what am I?
As if to being a sculpture or an art piece in the glass wear. 260Please respect copyright.PENANAabXpiVRZtE
Elders shamed on me.260Please respect copyright.PENANA98AbF8m9SO
Youngs laughed with their arms folded. 260Please respect copyright.PENANABzxqa2xWnO
As if to lock me down in the corner, forever, till the Ragnarök.260Please respect copyright.PENANAJ7YQxiIU1Y
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(Actually I don’t know what I am talking about, please don’t punish me too strictly!)
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