diary

xxi

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in a four-walled room, as adjacent to one another

two hearts in harmony, were lost in their own space

one, admiring the cool yet peaceful weather of December

while the other hums a pleasing tune with solace
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it may be an understatement, but both worlds found the day rather calm and still

that neither of the two want to continue listening to the professor's unending lecture about daffotil

well, one already knew that this is an indicator of rebirth and new beginnings

just as springtime cascades after Christmas' caroling hymns
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youngjae is his name, quite common, some might say

but his kindred heart and soul makes him brighter—almost unique—than the sun's rays

and to not be baffled that his voice, alone, could save a thousand—feudal arrays

on the other hand, a pair of feline looking eyes sees magic through the fogged windowpane

where every crystalized droplet of water—he says, carrys both trifling and consequential pain

quite in vain, but who knows? when every little thing he see is merely created and told by his Promethean membrane
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nearly dismissal, the imaginative boy couldn't stop thinking about just yet

for his mind utterly flows back to where he sees the scenery, he would never forget...

earlier today, in the cafeteria, a feminine looking face made him stole glances

although far from reach, he manage to remember that it was the same guy who captured his lenses

patting his pockets whilst beating the loss of chances

he sighs deeply, no wondering where his optical camera is
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for the last time, he took a moment to find those familiar almond eyes

and there he was taken aback and much to his surprise,

a smile greeted him by the entrance door, where he could somehow say that he was deeply, intoxicatedly, epitomized.

...giggling like a teenager he was, he finally opt to ran towards the way out

clumsily slinging his bag on his shoulders and getting ahold of his inexpensive optics, he trully cared about—

his thoughts wandered back to 'him', unknowlingly bumping to the same person while uttering an inaudible curse under his breath as he sprout
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he widen his eyes whilst a smile found a way on his neutral face, and on que—

he bowed, "hi, my name's jaebeom, nice to finally meet you"

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i'm goin' lightspeed

lightspeed, lightspeed

i'll settle down at the end of your heart

so lightly, like a feather

you stimulate my curiosity

if this a movie

you're my favorite scene

i watch it again and again

because I'm excited, I rewind

hongdae, yeonhee, wherever it is, yeah

we on our way

you don't have to travel if you're next to me

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