By Heejong Kim
I am in the fog
Shaken
My faith is like a trembling little girl
Light is not bright anymore
Salt is not salty anymore
A dove in the sky falls to earth
I am not dead, but I am dead
I breathe, but I do not breathe
I see, but I do not see
You become my mountain
You become my turning point
I have to die again
So I can be revived
I have to lose
So I gain
Again
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