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The Field

I find myself standing here

Amidst eternity

A field of flowers

Golden as

These memories

And, looking back

I have no words

No more tears

I have seen

And loved

And lost

You, who makes me break

From the inside out

I shatter and fall

Like so much rain

Into the earth

I will grow once again,

There is no doubt

my short existence

does not encompass forever

and even as I fade away

new flowers will

bloom in my stead

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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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