you lie within the
creases
of my paper heart,
i wear it on my sleeve,
selotaped to my trembling palm,
memories of
dances
camps
laughter
white hair
tears
took it off the other day,
stuck it on my wall.
---By Yue Lin. Written on the 3rd of September, 2004.
Note: Something that came from nowhere after Secondary Four Farewell. For some reason, I feel it ought to be dedicated to someone and that it makes no sense whatsoever but, as Des says, poetry is funny like that.

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