remember me.

this world shelters many,
offering warmth to the lost.

i try the same-
to give the forgotten
a place to rest,
to breathe,
to rise again.

i search the chaos
for what’s gone missing:
a smile, a pulse,
a reason to stay.

i’ll find it for you,
because you deserve to feel whole.
and when you leave-
as you should-
just remember me
as the quiet place
that held you once.

that is my purpose:
to help
until i fade.

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