Gray Hedgehog

I'm a gray hedgehog with spikes inside.
So different from the world outside.
I'm a victim of serious, sad mornings.
You’ve called me perfectly “anonymous”.

I write my poems every season.
A little trifle, perhaps no reason.
You may not read them, think them small,
But still, you love me, most of all.

11.10.2025

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