John Kim Biography

It's a beautiful the mistic ocean.
I‘m intoxicating because a unknown mystery.
The Ocean feel as my inside world and
the surf break as drops of water.
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Moon Night

The sky of night spatted out the moon with dark crying
Jumped the moon glitter numberless skins
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The Waste Land

The dark land where only hate and distrust existed.
As devil it was evil so there also the rain was dark.
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The night that I'm not sleeping,
I listen carefully bloom the sound of flower
anywhere
I watch nameless the birds without speaking that is flying the night sky like the fantasy of spring
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The Become Weary
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