Poems by Keen Evenings
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目覚め
In a blink
I wake up
And it's as if my life is new
– No, it is
I step into the bathroom
Look at myself
Whose face is this?
I move
My motions match up
But I do not feel as if it's me
My hands move down my sides
Feeling my newfound curves, my bust
"Who are you?" I asked myself.
"I am you," she said,
"I'm fifteen."