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Jackie Chou
USA
traffic sound
roaring like the sea
through my window
before the voices
grew louder in my mind
a silhouette
stretched out on the curtain
under the moon
old memories ripple
the placid room
the scatter
of cherry blossoms
in the spring
gone with the breeze
my fair-weather friends
content
to watch you shine
from afar
this one-sided love
of the stargazer
an old friend
surfaces online
her smile
which thawed ice
an ocean away
sitting ashore
with nothing to say
you slip away
like sand
through my fingers
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