Lonesome Floater

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Reverberating the goosebumps shooting down my neck in an instant. Glowing the symbol of our gratitude over lakes of black mirrors. It's so warm. The corners detonate their claustrophobia into gardens of infinite golden wonder. Bees that whisper happiness, trees that shift leaves slowly, green flowing grass that can't be mistaken for anything less

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[heypanda]

for who?

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The reader. Who needs it. Who feels that everything in the world has swollen with hatred and malice, but in the space that is left free, all seems so cold and lonely.

I wrote this for who will read it and take it in. Because I know, no matter how many people I hear from that are going through a hard time, there's always many other people out there whose lives are becoming far worse than any of us could imagine.

I wrote it for them, and for you.