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Oh? You dyed, black
It's nice to see it back
It suits your soft locks.
Your hair makes me backtrack
On all the things I've lost track,
When you barged into my doors, no knock
Don't you think time flies fast?
Just months ago,
I haven't met you, though.
A few months before,
It wasn't you whom I was rooting for.
Even your name, I wasn't so sure.
Oh, look at now, it's December
I have so much to remember
While I wait for you, to be a member.
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YOU ARE READING
Poems for Kim Taedong
Poetry[ ends when he debuts ] Just poems I wrote that I want to tell to him.
