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I spent most of college





and all I have to show for it

is this page

i was so afraid of flaming out

that i failed to ever burn

i have this little dog

named rosa

everyday i wake up

and i love her

alex tells me: “maybe if

you learned to love yourself

a fraction as much,

you’d be happy”

happy people do not make

good poets

good musicians

good koreans

and besides,

i cannot learn

what they

do not teach

there is no philosophy

sweeter than the curls

of harmonies between

the five, six, seven,

eighteen, three hundred,

five and a half million,

eight billion breaths

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