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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Or should I ask what am I?
As if to being a sculpture or an art piece in the glass wear. 171Please respect copyright.PENANAIV01whgqkq
Elders shamed on me.171Please respect copyright.PENANA5s7vPBzzmG
Youngs laughed with their arms folded. 171Please respect copyright.PENANAJngVb7W4EH
As if to lock me down in the corner, forever, till the Ragnarök.171Please respect copyright.PENANACP01Rdlv7u
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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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