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Jan 2018
But I think I’ll always look for you
Behind folded book pages,
library shelves labeled ‘fiction’,
And empty spaces.

Turn my head back to the corner
Of crowded lecture theaters,
At the end-most seat,
And find empty places.
Written by
ZY  21/F
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