Entry #14
Blue-inked Fingers
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Biding
A place in the middle of all the chaos,
A place in the middle of right and wrong.
Inside, empty seats are waiting for random people.
Spaces waiting for anyone, waiting to be filled.
For a little boy playing on the monkey bars,
Or for a shy little boy, thinking he came down from the stars.
For brothers tired of playing like a kid,
Or for friends waiting for their turn to have fun.
Or maybe for a couple too tired of carrying their precious one.
Or for a little girl who just got down from her make-shift plane.
A place filled with random people,
Empty seats waiting for anyone who's interested.
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