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"Staring at the Sun" Reviews/Comments [ 2 ]
 Reviewed By: guest12341234  On: April 03, 2009 18:46 CDT
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I really like this. Especially the point of view. The way at times I caught myself thinking I WAS Hikaru while other times I felt completely removed from the scene. I also especially liked how you didn't give away it was Toya for a while...I only caught on when you made the comment about garbage b/c up until that point I thought it was about Sai, but then it wouldn't make sense b/c Hikaru had been living with his parents when Sai disappeared. Also liked the mention of poetry and how moving it is. Really strong writing. Good Job.
 Reviewed By: Hana no you ni  On: April 03, 2008 09:35 CDT
Comment/Review:
Very pretty words...

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