The Flower
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From her mattress, Sojung could easily peer out her window and into the neighbor girl's bedroom. They had never spoken before, but Sojung would watch her dance around in her bedroom, music blasting as she held a brush towards her lips pretending as if it were a microphone, belting out lyrics to songs Sojung had never heard before. She smiled each time, knowing she was glimpsing into a part of this girl's life that no one had seen before.
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