First one is put back into it's place-
Gracefully, I pick the second one from it's balcony.
At first glance
It's such a dismal world
Except for one sweet innocent girl
A delicate flower
Living in a bed of weeds.
playing with imaginary friends
singing to the trees,
No thought of how bad it really is
She shares her unfurnished room with four brothers
and cockroaches
Her bright inner light
I do not want to die
I kiss the glass
And she will thrive....
Birth sign: Gemini
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