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Yonah Jeong 3d

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Without sound, no echoes, without echoes, not sound.

nova 3d

Even in love, my heart feels low,
A quiet ache I can’t let go.
Sadness drifts like passing rain,
It clouds the sky but leaves no stain.
The sun still waits beyond the pain.

The Wilted Witch 3d

Time

Parcelled and promised.
But not yours, nor mine.
Drags on. Flies past.
Never really unwinds.

A cure-all or illusion.
Could make fools of us all.
A force to which everything
Eventually falls.

An irreplaceable treasure,
That can’t be held in the hand.
Just one way that we measure
Our lives on this land.

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Nightingale 3d

A Trance

Your finger reached out to trace my skin
Places others have never been
People bowed and faded
In reverence to this sacred mass

There, time did not exist
Rules did not make sense
My senses could not resist
A passage way into a trance

Snap out of it
Soul back to body
Body back to the world
People and sounds emerged

As we found ourselves
Sitting in the midst of a crowd
Sipping drinks
Losing ourselves

Louise 3d

Twelve

I wish I can remember what kind of books we had on our shelves.
When did we stop believing in mermaids, aliens, fairies and elves?
I wish I can rewrite the kind of kids we were before life's tragic kiss.
Where did we lose our whimsical antics and childish fantasies?

So many things I wish I could bring, so many wishes to wish.
When we sleep apart at night, that's when we're closest to being kids.
So many things I couldn't undo, so many dust to clean with vacuum.
We grew apart for years, how do we go back to our old classroom?

I wish I can recall what we both looked like when we were twelve.
When did everything start to go wrong, and when is it going to end?
I wish I could've been there, but we needed to be strong by ourselves.
When we're twenty-eight, I'd tell you everything will be fine my friend.

We could never go back to when we're twelve, but everything will be fine my friend.