{"sf1_id":2109326,"sf2_id":"ynd950N1","title":"Thawt","author":"Jiblits","words":70,"posted_at":"2024-02-27T07:12:45.000Z","tags":["Poem","life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2109326-thawt","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ynd950N1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/51/bc/51bc7ec9-d927-4f4d-9b72-cf92aab82307","description":"Imported from SF2 with no description.","content":"Between the memories, \u0026 the never more\n\nI find, my mind, running, yet not knowing what for\n\nThe flame seems relaxing after fears disappear\n\nI’m somehow singing to those who can’t hear\n\nThe meaning heavy to enjoy\n\nI’m entertaining like a wind-up toy\n\nAmazing, the scene I play\n\nIt never seems to change each day\n\nAn yet\n\nI have no regret\n\nEven if others can’t see\n\nI’m, truly, honestly, happy"}