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Dec 2015
I am as a leaf in the river
flowing down tributaries
dew drops are my sweat and tears
winds billow and brush against me
while waters swirl beneath

whether I was in turbulence
or dancing wild
was my choice

I see it only now

as I traverse the waters
I meet many others
each with their own paths
own pasts
own histories
own stories

was it me who crossed their paths
or them mine?
who amongst leaves, you and I
could judge, or would say,
β€œthat is a life well-lived”
when we are ceaselessly
ushered current upon currents

out

to the great beyond
Lynx Ng
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Lynx Ng
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