Sometimes, my cat Coco used to sleep by my side when I studied. His head would always be on my lap, and I could slightly see his tiny teeth when he sometimes let out a little sigh. He'd sleep peacefully, I'd read silently, and when it was time to get up I'd always pick his head in my palm carefully, gently putting a cushion under it. He'd keep sleeping. When I came back I'd put my lap at the exact same position as before, right under his little head. When he woke up, I'd see the glint in his eye, a gladness that I was still there, that I hadn't moved at all. And then he'd go back to slumbering in peace.

Now when I sit by his grave I wonder if he knows I'll leave sometime later, come back again, and sit exactly where I was before.

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You smiled a universe.
I smiled back, hoping
you'd notice me twinkle
among a zillion other stars
in your sky.
And then I too fell
for you
with all the other stars
gazing at you;
And as you wondered
why your night sky
was suddenly so bright,
we prayed that
all your wishes
come true.

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You keep your sky.
I'll keep mine.

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A flower dries, falls;
Humans throw away.
God picks it up,
keeps a memory.

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My mother loves a golden wall
my father chooses white
but our walls are purple-pink
just because I like.


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The Namesake.

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Fuel that never stops burning.

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Too short for forever, yet just enough.

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Works better broken.

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four fitting into a two-seater.

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