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annyeong

far away
the thing like thunder
sounds unheard
like that
 
like a blade of grass
suddenly sprouting
deep in winter
though it shouldn’t be
new growth
by the road
was waving brightly green
 
whilst you who were beside me
become further and further away
 
low eaves
with raised hands
add a salute
 
annyeong

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