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look up, my friendlook up, my dear friend / life is more than the hours / of your nine to five

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Apr 3

we are drowningdoes anyone feel the ticking of the clock - / a deadline, a rush, a finality / an end to our ways of living.

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Jun 23, 2025

the shadows that comfort mei seek the shadows that comfort me / from the shame of vulnerability. / i can’t feel the sorrow and the grief of loss

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Mar 17, 2025

water’s holdsee the water glisten / like jelly, it quivers / in custody of foreign lands.

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Feb 17, 2025

finitethis feeling of finiteness / in the past couple of days, / savouring the smallest details

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Feb 11, 2025

great heightsthe streets buzzing with tourists and outsiders / taking over our city with their suburban bravado. / i choose to remain in the coolness of my home.

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Feb 2, 2025

devouredi sit there in my lifeless, cold, grey room, / the rain taps on my window religiously. / the mist of the newly brewed tea rises,

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Jan 31, 2025

when will we wake up?another workday - / ignore the catastrophe, / bury your conscience.

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Jan 21, 2025

the artistshe paints an image of herself – / all flaws gone, erased from reality: / blissful heaven and ecstasy are all that are left.

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Dec 28, 2024

our backyards are burninghow eerie it is to watch the unfathomable happen / right before our eyes, burning through / our privilege, destroying our make believe borders of protection.

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Dec 24, 2024

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