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I rise each day

before the sun.

I rise from the bed

that cursed

wicked

wretched bed

and train.

It's mostly in the outskirts 

of the forest

where I try to climb the tall trees.

It's mostly to no avail

as my arms are thin and weak

but each time I fall

I rise.

For what do I rise?

For whom do I rise?

Definitely not for my life

Definitely not for myself

Definitely

For Jung Hoseok.

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