What if these words and stories remain buried
in unfinished manuscripts?
What if they lose meaning over time like
salt that has been kept too long,
or snow falling on sidewalks,
fading into impermanence?
Would you take a bite and spit me out?
Or leave me untouched
on a shelf in the local library
where aunties and uncles in slippers recline on armchairs
watching the latest kdrama on their phones,
shaking their legs in indifference?
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