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Jan 11
In the clear sky
floating clouds
Right in front of me
I reach out my hand
and to grab them
reaching out
the more I tried to catch it,
the more the clouds
move away.
Tired of holding on
distance of time
between me and the clouds
what's the distance
of the broken love?
Yonah Jeong
Written by
Yonah Jeong  61/M/NJ
(61/M/NJ)   
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