Small Reaction. Small Retraction

Every night. A summer fell shorter. Every day. I felt a little awkward. There is a promise left behind. There is a reason they step aside. Black lung. Never meet the score. Hi-standard. The record to never conquer. © 2018 Lam Le, All Rights Reserved.

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Blue Sky and Worn Out Satellite

Blue has its reason to appear on the color of our skies. Darkness has its reason to take over the domination. Assets are put aside when they are no longer useful. Some people depart on their last meaningful expenditure. Left, knowing they are out of use. Died, holding on to their true selves.

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A Reply of Silence

There are break ups that do not come from within but external hands. We may regard it as such a fancy title as fate. But who shaped that fate upon people? No god. It’s people plays.

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If The Sea Were Tar…

A poem against pollution. A poem yearning for changes and evoking awareness in the field. “If I paint it black, will it soon be back? If the stain is sacked, will it still be black?”

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