The sheltering walls,
the innocent chirping
A light wind
Flickering green,
shaking trees
A silent, peace explosion
The hue mild, pastel
The air still as a held breath
No cracks, open doors
Just the company of acorn stairlifts,
and CNN,
In here I am loved,
Valuable like a pebble found in nature.
5d ago
May 29, 2026 at 5:22 PM UTC
The sheltering walls,
the innocent chirping
A light wind
Flickering green,
shaking trees
A silent, peace explosion
The hue mild, pastel
The air still as a held breath
No cracks, open doors
Just the company of acorn stairlifts,
and CNN,
In here I am loved,
Valuable like a pebble found in nature.
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