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Mar 2020
my sweet flavor.
i couldn’t taste
my mint leaves
anymore.

my raspberry scent.
i couldn’t smell
my fading aroma
anymore.

my clear vision.
i couldn't see
my lovely sky
anymore.

blurry.
blurry.
blurry.

but somehow,
it seemed like
the world
was showing
its true colors.
is this good??
Written by
jill
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