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the foreign born dancer with stars in his eyes and hunger in his smile. A lover and a fighter and sometimes both but never neither. A riddle. A wildfire. A blackened dove amongst the starlings.

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god that boy is pretty, everyone says, and oh how they're right. But behind his ivory turrets and willow limbs there is a tiny kind of tragedy in him. He is not marble but flesh, and I have never seen such a lonely miracle boy.

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hyunjin is thorns and petals at once poured into a boy, and everyone knows to love a burning thing is to be consumed