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one Tofu

water-soaked
beans,
made from crushed
comforting color,
comforting aroma,
you,
square and stable
who filled us with blessings
every morning
in the childhood
a handful tofu,
and the broken glass windows,
and through the cracks of broken wooden doors
You came out dancing from them
enveloped us
vapor of wisdom and the soul &
best food in prison
after release
the first thing they should eat
you, a Tofu
It is not a coincidence
like Raffle.
Written by yonahjeong0- (Yonah Jeong)
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