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Yiling Ding Poems
- Spring Cleaning The mess keeps piling up. In the storage ...
- Acidic Infestation The fire seems to have cooled The wild ...
- A Conversation With The School... No, no No, thank ...
- Proof Of Life We cannot feel alive without sensations. A ...
- I Ate A Pebble For Breakfast I ate a pebble for breakfast A ...
- Flightless Birds We're just flightless birds waiting an ...
- The Gardener Who Left Just because the flowers are blooming ...
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Spring Cleaning
The mess keeps piling up.
In the storage room
the number of empty boxes
keeps growing.
In the wardrobe
the number of outfits that are
too small, too big
keeps increasing.
In the corners which are
always too neglected,
the dust just keeps
building up
until I cough myself
half-dead.
On the kitchen counters
the food stains
are getting harder
to remove.
The mess keeps piling up.
More and more useless information
is congesting the current
of my brain nerves.
More and more memories
are weighing me down
until light ...
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