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Ease

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it didn’t matter then,
but I see it matters now;
just how important a simple thing as
being at ease can be.

as if we had all we needed,
as if we were the only ones in the universe,
as if nothing but just this moment existed,
I remember the soft smile.

as I see the grey sky above,
as I wake up again,
I try to remember
to bring such ease to others.

6.14.2023

Start

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the moment you have realized
you have far way to go to catch up
the race has started when you internalize
all the work you did does not match up
to your expected level of competency
for other to rely on you completely
it’s alright. take a deep breath.
one day at a time. all are within your reach

6.13.2023

Shell

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try recording yourself and watch it again.
if you haven’t been your best version,
you’ll notice all of your wrongdoings:
pride, selfishness, and ignorance.

that’s why we put the best effort every day.
to be not ashamed of yourself in the future;
to be able to say you did your best;
to look back and realized you tried your best
regardless of all the past mistakes you see.

so let’s give it all today
everyday is a new challenge.

6.12.2023

Blame

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am I blaming others
for not spreading my arm
while curled up in a boulder
fearful of shame and harm?

am I blaming my past
for my current inconvenience
even though they passed
enough amount of penance?

why blame for what cannot be controlled?
why not have a laugh and go on a stroll?
so now, take a chance
for once, let us dance

6.9.2023

Ramen

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one day, I walked into a ramen shop.
a college student led me to a stall.
He told me a rule of the shop:
once I’m done with the bowl, stand tall,
and shout out a dream of mine to everyone.
it was then I noticed a smile on each patron.

the bowl was greesy and salty,
yet I slurped away readily,
racing to the end of my bowl.
once I saw the bottom of my bowl, I stool tall,
and everyone looked up from their table
for once, a silence filled the air so tasteful

and I told them all, what my dreams are.
I recall my dry mouth, searching for words,
painting a picture of a perfect world,
and I wondered, if it will come true as I hoped.

6.8.2023

Vampire

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I can’t recall when it all started
to enjoy biting another
and to be bitten.
All I did was to walk the walk
that was dark when it was dark
and walk the bright one when it was bright
yet there’s that lingering feeling
as if my hands are not clean before this meal.

언제부터인지는 기억이 나지 않는다.
서로를 물어 뜯고
물어 뜯기는걸 즐기게 되었는지는.
어두울 때는 어두운 길을 걷고
밝을 때는 밝은 길을 걸었을 뿐인데
걷고 난 후엔 무엇인가 바뀐 느낌이
식사전 손씻지 않은 찝찝함처럼 있다.

6.7.2023