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I look out the window and wipe the fog off the glass into a heart shape.

In theclear glassI can see
a girl in abaseball cap, happilystrolling
with her dogdownthe road.

I see a young man in a polka-dotted shirt performing a sad song,

walkingto acafé
I see abrave flowerblooming

through the cracks of a city block, all alone, except for his friend, the shy moss.

Summer Loh, 8
New York, NY