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BERKELEY'S NEWS • JUNE 02, 2023

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Body temperature: A poem

All I see is the page / It’s all that matters but I’m not allowed to look at it, / I must suspend disbelief.

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Your touch is / clear, transparent, mine / I know one of us will be wise / but maybe, no / not maybe, no such thing, sadly / we’re stubborn, enriched / in delectable chaos / and pity 
Your touch is / clear, transparent, mine / I know one of us will be wise / but maybe, no / not maybe, no such thing, sadly / we’re stubborn, enriched / in delectable chaos / and pity 
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From this simple reconnection to Korean culture, I caught a glimpse of what could’ve been if I hadn’t run away.
From this simple reconnection to Korean culture, I caught a glimpse of what could’ve been if I hadn’t run away.
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If only you would stop / Just for a minute, / To try and get a glimpse / Of something beyond yourselves 
If only you would stop / Just for a minute, / To try and get a glimpse / Of something beyond yourselves 
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All I see is the page / It’s all that matters but I’m not allowed to look at it, / I must suspend disbelief.
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All I see is the page / It’s all that matters but I’m not allowed to look at it, / I must suspend disbelief.
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Your touch is / clear, transparent, mine / I know one of us will be wise / but maybe, no / not maybe, no such thing, sadly / we’re stubborn, enriched / in delectable chaos / and pity 
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Your touch is / clear, transparent, mine / I know one of us will be wise / but maybe, no / not maybe, no such thing, sadly / we’re stubborn, enriched / in delectable chaos / and pity 
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From this simple reconnection to Korean culture, I caught a glimpse of what could’ve been if I hadn’t run away.
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From this simple reconnection to Korean culture, I caught a glimpse of what could’ve been if I hadn’t run away.
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If only you would stop / Just for a minute, / To try and get a glimpse / Of something beyond yourselves 
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If only you would stop / Just for a minute, / To try and get a glimpse / Of something beyond yourselves 
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Empty classrooms / Green trees at exactly noon / Music we all heard that one time / All of the above combined / Into the perfect moment.
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Empty classrooms / Green trees at exactly noon / Music we all heard that one time / All of the above combined / Into the perfect moment.
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But of course, such fantasies will only occur in dreams or simulations like video games. After all, I live in a world where people grow up to become employees, not adventurers.
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But of course, such fantasies will only occur in dreams or simulations like video games. After all, I live in a world where people grow up to become employees, not adventurers.
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What constitutes a person's identity if they are separated into two different bodies, two different brains? And if there are two versions of a person, then who’s the real one?
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What constitutes a person's identity if they are separated into two different bodies, two different brains? And if there are two versions of a person, then who’s the real one?
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We’re still trying to understand the extent of the shift. Many argue they’re just the same as us. I don’t like calling it a “zombie outbreak.”
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We’re still trying to understand the extent of the shift. Many argue they’re just the same as us. I don’t like calling it a “zombie outbreak.”
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I have a garden of about 12 flowers. A few of them come and go with the seasons, and the rest bloom yearlong. 
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I have a garden of about 12 flowers. A few of them come and go with the seasons, and the rest bloom yearlong. 
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How is it that we trust the abyss of postage to cradle our heaviest words in paper-thin packaging?
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How is it that we trust the abyss of postage to cradle our heaviest words in paper-thin packaging?
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