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  • Writer: Cong Hoang Le
    Cong Hoang Le
  • Mar 27, 2025
  • 1 min read

I wish I could finish my

sentence in a complete thought

but, my thoughts are never complete.

I reach and reach only to remember

no matter how many words I use, they’ll never

describe how I feel for you.

I wish I could transcribe these

emotions directly into images

that make sense. I keep

penning sentences that don’t mean 

anything, just wishing that eventually 

the right combinations would randomly appear.

And, wish that eventually, the right moment

would randomly appear.

 
 
 

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