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Cindy Pon

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Cindy Pon is a writer and painter who works in the English language.

Born on January 1, 1973, in Taipei, she holds citizenship in both Taiwan and the United States.

No further details about her works, education, or influences appear in the available facts.

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Skybright was left alone on the empty main street with only the sound of Zhen Ni’s screams ringing in her ears.
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Skybright was left alone on the empty main street with only the sound of Zhen Ni’s screams ringing in her ears.
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Books weren’t worth the paper they were printed on.
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Books weren’t worth the paper they were printed on.
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Losing the momentum she had had with her serpentine length, Skybright stumbled forward, falling hard on her knees.
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Losing the momentum she had had with her serpentine length, Skybright stumbled forward, falling hard on her knees.
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You do not live as long as I have, and survive, by feeling deeply. I sometimes wonder, from my observations, if mortals do not often die from broken hearts.
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You do not live as long as I have, and survive, by feeling deeply. I sometimes wonder, from my observations, if mortals do not often die from broken hearts.
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This is what it meant to be a you, to have. To be genetically cultivated as a perfect human specimen before birth – vaccinated and fortified, calibrated and optimized.
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This is what it meant to be a you, to have. To be genetically cultivated as a perfect human specimen before birth – vaccinated and fortified, calibrated and optimized.
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Her entire body flushed, thrilled from his touch.
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Her entire body flushed, thrilled from his touch.
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You’re irresistible.
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You’re irresistible.
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Truth is, reality always crushes your ideals,” the guy shouted at my back. “Just you wait and see.
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Truth is, reality always crushes your ideals,” the guy shouted at my back. “Just you wait and see.
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In the end, she never did get to see me wear this jacket. She caught a cold that turned into a virulent strain of pneumonia. We couldn’t afford the medical care or medicines that might have saved her life. And at thirteen, I watched her die.
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In the end, she never did get to see me wear this jacket. She caught a cold that turned into a virulent strain of pneumonia. We couldn’t afford the medical care or medicines that might have saved her life. And at thirteen, I watched her die.
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The thick, stagnant air reeked of perfume, cigarettes, and exhaust. Everyone was barefaced, wanting to flaunt their features instead of hiding beneath blank masks. To be able to flirt with their lips, to be able to kiss. But I wasn’t fooled by the dark – the air was still poisonous. Even if we couldn’t see the brown haze, it smothered our city lit in neon.
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The thick, stagnant air reeked of perfume, cigarettes, and exhaust. Everyone was barefaced, wanting to flaunt their features instead of hiding beneath blank masks. To be able to flirt with their lips, to be able to kiss. But I wasn’t fooled by the dark – the air was still poisonous. Even if we couldn’t see the brown haze, it smothered our city lit in neon.
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