What did you think or feel after writing and reading this poem?

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When did you write it, and under what circumstances?

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If this poem were turned into a song, what would it sound like?

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What did you think or feel after writing and reading this poem?

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When did you write it, and under what circumstances?

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If this poem were turned into a song, what would it sound like?

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“Dear Future Me” is a series in which Shohei Koyama—poet and owner of JIYUCHO — delivers poetic words in Japanese and English, like letters to his future self that trace the subtleties of everyday life. I hope this becomes a place like your mailbox where postcard poems arrive.

Pure

2025-09-23

I wish to be pure

My own sense of transparency

To stand before you in a clear and open heart

To remain untainted

Perhaps to anyone else

It may seem trivial, insignificant

But to me

It is everything

I only wish to stay clear within myself

Like summer skies in blue speaking with white clouds

Like winter skies where the moon lingers among the stars

I long to be refined in spirit

Even my hesitation made honest

Like a light that resembles hope

I wish to be myself

About this piece

What did you think or feel after writing and reading this poem?: I try not to overthink. I want to trust my intuition, and still be both beautiful and right. That’s the kind of person I admire.
When did you write it, and under what circumstances?: When so many things rush through my mind at once, I just find myself wishing I could simply be pure and simple.
If this poem were turned into a song, what would it sound like?: The Last Song by RADWIMPS

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