Happy Birthday
6am. A call came.
Master Hearing. The voice said.
We were separated in another room.
Ten minutes later.
We walked into a tense room.
I could almost read it.
Then it became a blur.
All I heard.
Was the word.
Termination.
To Laugh While Crying.
Also.
There was a light.
Three versions of a birthday song.
Chinese, English and Korean.
Made me smile.
This glow.
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