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“And It Grows Darker” by Kim Myeong-In
Whether promising or obscuring,there’s an awful glow, I know, for anyone,which piles higher than the polar lights.On this bank, a disappearing overpass, a disappearing river.On the other, I see a willow forest,thick snowflakes tangled together,and with them, roads which called me down their paths, now fading away.For some reason, you wander the fields for a…