[Writing: Introspection]
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Where the planes fly high
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≻: Where the planes fly highThe planes have gotten complacent. They diveLow and close without fear for high-rise. Blinking Eyes peering at us, prisoners under the…
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First Bookout
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≻: First BookoutLying on my bed with the sunlight gently coming in, I felt slightly disoriented. The past 12 days felt like…
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Start of something new
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≻: Start of something newCallback to my first ever photo blog post called “Reversi”. Back when I was writing it, all I had to…
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Skiing
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≻: SkiingUphill, my feet are heavy andUgly with strap-onTalons. Once landed, I amImmobile till the gracelessWaddle inched Me forward. The snow crunch like…
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Winter preparations
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≻: Winter preparationsLike penguins, dried stalks of wheat Huddle together in the snow, refugees from cold and age. Next year, strong seeds…
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A series of self-indulgent poems romanticising the Army
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≻: A series of self-indulgent poems romanticising the ArmyI.The skeletons closed their mouthsUpon our torso. They hug us tight,For we are precious airlifted cargo. Above us the sky…
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