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We will die beautifully in the way of stars — Jenny Qi


But now, we are just beginning, pale light

whispering out of you so tenderly

my words are paralyzed. Before you,

I’d never heard anyone say he likes

the freckle on my left cheekbone,

the shameful flaw I tried to bleach out

and left my skin burning.

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