Little Hedgehog…tell me

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What does the world look like to you?
Is it big, is it small and do you feel big or little?
Are you sometimes afraid?
Does it sometimes hurt you, this small or big world?

Do you have enemies or only friends?
Does anything hurt you at all?
Are you happy?
Do you feel safe?
Little hedgehog, do you sometimes imagine you don’t have any spikes?

Little hedgehog, I’ll tell you something …

Sometimes I imagine I have your spikes, because…
the world sometimes feels really big, a little too big, for me
Sometimes it feels small, tight, and too narrow, for me
It often really scares me, this world
There are so many enemies out there that you don’t see at all
There are just as many friends out there that you often don’t notice
Living in this world often really hurts and you don’t know why

Little Hedgehog, I sometimes imagine you didn’t need spikes, because…

the world would have no borders, there was no too big or too small or too wide or too narrow, it would be all endless
There would be nothing to be afraid of
No enemies and invisible friends
And nobody would feel hurt

I imagine the world could be like that, for you.

Little hedgehog, every now and then, I’d like to be you.