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  • Writer's pictureYow Yi-woon 游爾奐

Stretch, across the plain.

Fathom the unlimited.

Undulating landscape of entwining pink and teal stripes.

Dark was the day

when the chord dismayed,

fluctuated the tightrope,

meddled by waves.

Tears buzzed noises to the clear mind.

But the sun still rises and the sun still shines.

Dawn of summer turns tears to rain.

Stretched are the rivers across the plain.


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