Fleeting thoughts give a now safe home
Breaking free
Now safe while alone
Once bad words
Replaced with safe white snow
Glistening on the roof
Invisible to those who don’t know
Dry desert land
Now a soft oasis
Blankets upon blankets
Safe in old places
Safe fluffs so small
Building up high,
Building up tall
A tiny spec of hope
Now a ten foot high wall.
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