Brighten up your day with the loving mediator

Staying here.

Magnetized to the same place.

Never stop smiling,

until the light goes off.

Always facing the same view,

until someone accepts to move us.

Being fiddled by plump fingers,

slipping, falling, but always smiling.

Until someone mislays us

or locks us in a box.

But before that,

without even knowing where we come from,

who made us,

we constantly wonder where we are going,

how it will be,

how we will be treated.

The worst part of it all,

I speak in the third person

while I’m all alone,

locked up,

waiting.

Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Oh! Ok… take a deep breath…

Prrrrrrrrr… brrrrr… brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr… chinqtttt, tching!

Brighten up your day with the (lonely) loving mediator

Hmm? “The loving mediator? », the magnet mediator?

Magnet or loving?

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