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Gentle Blue, Graceful and Silent

Ah, Gentle Blue

    Graceful and Silent

    cool taste against my puckering lips

    light as the feather of

    a cooing dove

    before taking flight

    above the ash

    and dirty ground

    through puffs of smoke

    which, like clouds

    take hold of the sky

    and choke from it

    rain of metal and fire

Ah, Gentle Blue

    Graceful and Silent

    disappearing into the darkness

    of a man-made night

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Life is a strange state of being, if you could even call it that. It's honestly quite a bit larger than I expected. I am not very good at introductions, so I suppose I will start with a generic hello. I am Mi_Chan, or, at least, that is one of the many names the people closest to me call me by. I created this website back in high school for a creative writing class, and have found it to be a good place to store away my thoughts. I enjoy writing poetry and short stories, and am currently working on a novel.

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