Farewell

Little boat afloat

Upon lakes of note

Image of the world

Glassy eyes reflect

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Upon a calm tear

Our journey is clear

Gently to new shores

Gently row our oars

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A journey is made

From fallen tears paid

Within each drop play

Sparkled worlds ballet

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Alas ’tis no more!

Upon cheeks red raw.

Cheung-Ling Wong

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