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Oct 2014
I tried to
recreate the memory
of the night.

I bought ice
cream, from the corner
store and
ate it
outside,
under the sky.

It was the same flavor,
but it did not taste right.
It did not
taste like
stars.
Aisrah Misch
Written by
Aisrah Misch  Philippines
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