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one,
two,
three.
three moving vans arrived
on the house next
to us.

one was color gray,
a piano came out and
this gorgeous looking antique upholstery
caught my sight.
it was a vanity table that
is a little small for a grown woman.

one was color white,
an aquarium was being
carried by two men.
it has no water nor fishes.
just pebbles and fake plants
inside it. no fishes.

the last one was color black,
one... two... three...
three children went out
and happily skipped
through the green lawn
and there she was.

her presence is the sun.
it's too bright that i think
i will hurt my eyes by
looking at her for too long.

and just like the moth
to a flame,
i took her presence in.
her raw aestheticness.
even if hurts me to look
at her that way,
i looked and cherished her.

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