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?241Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIJTaH9aBK
Or should I ask what am I?
As if to being a sculpture or an art piece in the glass wear. 241Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkzX0oKdkZj
Elders shamed on me.241Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpqY0bEPr2f
Youngs laughed with their arms folded. 241Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpfleb1qq2j
As if to lock me down in the corner, forever, till the Ragnarök.241Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHhv2QSfJ6j
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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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