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I saw a painting by the pilot. It was dark and vague as if it's seen from distant but it's not. There are boxes indicating numbers. That is not only a scene for what I know, it is the story of his life. The concept remains unknown for he was the only soul who had compassions for it. I see and I saw, I'd be the critical observer of his past and future. It is not a saint's job but mine to witness the dimensions of an Earthian man.

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Date: 10/23/2020 7:14:00 AM
Very intriguing write Yi Su. Thought-provoking, as well. :) Linda
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Date: 10/23/2020 9:56:00 AM
Hi Linda, thanks for the comment. :) The poem is actually describing a dream I had in the past few days. I thought it'd be cool if I write it down.