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Jul 2020
An imagined realm within an ordinary room,
Envisioned to be cut off from all of the outside world,
As long as the doors and windows are closed,
In such regard, no word is to be spoken,
No emotions ever to be felt for the sake of that dream,
No, such impure things are to stay out,
In order to protect the heart, in order to protect ones mind,
So one may relax, in this void,
Where even the liveliest flower
Shall burn.

~ Umi
Written by
Umi  21/Agender/Germany
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