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poetry and art by subai<\/em><\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I am someone who turns emotion, thought, and experience into something tangible because words and images are the only ways I know how to make sense of what I carry inside. I write not just to express myself, but to preserve pieces of who I am in a form that can outlast me. I also create art because it is the only way I can imagine existing beyond my own death. I make it to leave something behind that will echo after my final moments, so that a part of me continues to speak when I no longer can.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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