A short poem with a teaser in the end. It's about routines? And how a lot of things that could have been said between people sometimes gets lost as a message in the spur of a routine. So, here's the sixth haiku from the series. What occurs while all souls are asleep (well, almost all). I got more fan art of my fursona, Loki! It's made by Saturn_Husky89 on Scratch! https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/485600995/ A poem written for a challenge that I wasn't able to submit in time.
Kind of came out with a stream of consciousness feel.
[A more sophisticated way of saying I'm not even completely sure what it's... https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/397507999/fullscreen/ We may forget the dead,
But the dead never forget us. Back to reality Luna sat on her chocolate brown couch with the cushions flipped over. Luna hasn’t had the time to get her cushions clean after her friend Brian brought his cute little pomeranian puppy... We can't get too caught up on trying to be perfect, for we might miss out on the mistake that makes up see life for what it truly is... a friend of mine from Scratch made it for me >w< please follow these nice friends of mine on Scratch! They are really great people. Thanks! UwU
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