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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