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?
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Elders shamed on me.65Please respect copyright.PENANAA636PDhdGy
Youngs laughed with their arms folded. 65Please respect copyright.PENANAyrt8cxUMuY
As if to lock me down in the corner, forever, till the Ragnarök.65Please respect copyright.PENANACgA9pO3ch2
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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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