Robin

This writes "innocence worth protecting" as a gaze at a child named Robin: you're so clean, I'd block the world's thorns. Haven't you felt "let me carry the dirty part" for someone?

Feather-light tenderness for a "I don't want you to grow up so fast" reluctance. Taylor writes guarding like cupping easily-lost light. You'll soften — some innocence deserves a wall.

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