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BY An Mu

Sake, so boldly scarlet it turned

Fused with Kimchi soup

Flowing in my blood and made me stop

And etch a poem under the cold-eyed traffic lights.

Words were frozen into the soggy ground

Why would God ever turn snow into WETTY RAINNN?

Ensor (answer): From happiness to tears

Only

A skeleton and a hat of blue bird

Stands