Eight minutes

By: Wei
Competition Year: 2013
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Still there are
Another eight minutes of light

To ask why
To answer how

Even the sun were to die now

From forest
From darkness

In all glorious eight minutes
We walked out
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I loved this poem. Congrats, Wei. (: