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Dec 2014
I'd forgotten how bright i can be
because i've been surrounded by the ugliest
orange stained fog.
Here it still lingers, licking at my fingers
and knees.
But here i'm so clear
against the deepest, quietest night.
Chiyo
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Chiyo
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