My acquaintances hurried to hand me their own books of poems.
I read their poems because I see their desperate desires to empathize with others.
It's been a long time since I moved away from books after building a high wall.
But now I want to look deep inside of their books.
And nod my head.
"I wanted to tell you this story.."
They are saying....
These two writers..
Since they are poets of almost the same age as me, they are singing their lives with a pretty deep perspective.
Why do they want to ring a bell of empathy from so many readers?
Compared to them, I must be a person who enjoys walking alone and just thinking without saying anything!
In any case, I am deeply grateful that they remember me and send me their alter egos which they have put out through labor pains.
So I promise to read it with my heart and try to have deep and quiet conversations with them.
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