Like a favourite scarf,
Drifting in the wind,
Just beyond my extremity,
Out of reach.
Like rising to the morning chorus,
Grasping at the sweet memories
that are slipping away,
Upon my broken slumber.
Like a piece of perfect melody
that escapes the ears in haste,
Teasing my desires,
are these elusive dreams.
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A Spring Baby
- Liz / Ying Xiang
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Guess we'll miss each other a lot.
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