Friends II
Cuteness
So, show me nothing.
How can we share nothing
on top of who we are?
Misplaced
Join me, thou
orphan of
energetic wit.
Together
Sometimes, only sometimes
alarms confirm your presence.
Realism haunts an empty room.
Against the door you place your ear,
holding out for better times.
Challenge
Cautious steps on
hallowed turf
lower my hopes
of lasting to the
End.
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