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Aug 2014 · 1.8k
The glass building
james lian Aug 2014
Three men on a platform,
one wipes the sun,
another washes the clouds,
the third one rinses the sky.
I wonder if they will stay there,
When it's night time.

When I come back,
one wipes the sun,
another washes the stars,
the third one rinses the milky way.
Jun 2014 · 3.5k
Down below
james lian Jun 2014
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a chess set on tall towers reaching for the sky,
multi coloured ants and worms squirming, covers Eastern Ribbon Snake,
spilt milk of turtles and giraffes soaring above,    
buildings leaving ******* giants flattened on the road,
buildings with bones of steel and once mangled mountains and burnt beaches,

— The End —