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Wet sand and empty lighthouses, That's how I started to grow alone. Burnt toasts and bitter coffee aromas, That's when I learned what home was.
Seldom solo night walks, a choir of virtual mind, That's how I knew what echoes were. Gazes at groups, a hindrance to happiness, That's when I tasted how sour brazzein was.
My own hand to my own body, That's how I learned about love. My own calamity, an evil catastrophe, That's when I grew into one of you.
-Azmii•
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(A/N): The amount of love and respect I have for Kim Hanbin is insane. This guy right here is such an inspiration and I'm proud of everything he is right now. Also, fuck YG for making it so tough and hard for him and all my ikon boys.
