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White Flag
6.07.2006
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Yesterday, I made a fort. It was so small that my head could only fit inside it. So I stuck my head inside, closed my eyes, and let it all out.
Jujiin's room suddenly looked so different. It was black, but happy. And I didn't belong there.
As if I did.
My last pieces of happiness suddenly burst into flames, its treacherous smoke stinging my eyes.
I know my enemy. It's the greatest feeling of all. And neither of them wanted to entirely let go.
This is Ken Lee surrendering.
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