Date: 21st of October, 2025
Location: Melbourne, Australia
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Poem:
They gave me shivers when I was ten,Muhammad Ali from an inkjet, stapled for my friends
They were homework when I was 12,
holidays in Indonesia, and air-conditioned hotel roomsThey were letters on a plane at fifteen,interstate trips following an early dreamThey were handmade paper journals at 18,
under tables and banana trees in Vietnam.They were songs and camera settings at 19,sliding door moments, and entry passes to new worlds.They were test results and doctor’s certificates at 21,university wasn’t for me, try again.They were scribbles in Russian, Norwegian, and Swedishby travellers and lovers from worlds away.They were race times and mountain ridgelines at 23,I found a world that I wanted to be a part of.They were global certificates at 25,I could leave the countr,y but I couldn’t return.They were books and poems at 27,you’re not coming, this is all I have.They were advertisements and commercials at 28,my career changed again, I’m getting better.They were “I love yous” and “I miss yous” at 29,something I waited patiently for.They might be plans and dreams when I turn 30,I hope they’re clear and sharp and full of life.
Words have always been there,
at every point of my life