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| Image by Maya Chae |
In the farthest place
the wicks of time
gather for the last lullaby.
It sings past the wall
I'm merely trying to tell
the distance between myself
Tears
become milk
become
fresh rain
become unimaginable
Imagine
themselves
Kindle
to great surprise
in the farthest place
the wicks of time
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