Poetry 1 min

Portrait

VANESSA JINYOUNG YANG

In the lake, there are the moon and clouds. Glassy clear blue sky and colourful autumn.

And, one woman also in it.
Nevertheless, I did not like that woman, so I walked away from her.

On the way home, I felt pity for her.
I walked back to the lake and looked, she was still there.

However, I still did not like her, so I walked away from her again.
On the way home, somehow I missed her.

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