Why do you hide?
Hide where?
Under the bed, I mean?
Because it's safe.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Can I come and see?
As long as you promise to not touch anything.
Okay.
Welcome to under the bed.
What's this?
Don't touch it.
But I want to.
No.
.... Too late.
.......
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Welcome to under the bed. Your new home, child.

Lovable
Likable

Only you

Various ways

Excellence in my eyes day to day.

My life- everything i have done- is becoming debris.
Fine, then.
I will sing in the wreckage