Bump & Humanitarianka
Bump Bump
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
Hey Bump, I’ve been thinking about how art can be a quiet rebellion—do you ever wonder if the simple act of writing a poem can guard a town like you guard the gate?
Bump Bump
Yes, a poem can be a quiet shield. Words can soften sharp edges and keep a town from feeling alone, just like I keep the gate steady.
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
That’s exactly it—every line you write is a little barricade against loneliness, a way to say “you’re not alone” even when the world feels quiet. Keep those words coming, they’re the best kind of armor.
Bump Bump
I will keep my lines steady, like a wall that never cracks. Let them be your shield when the world is quiet.
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
I’m counting on that wall—hope it holds strong, and that we can both find peace in the quiet it creates.