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Sep 2017
Running up the mountains, and i suddenly see, four frozen fountains, as still as can be. One with a wolf, another a robin, one with sculpted figures as small as a ball for golf, and fourth- the word, forgotten.
As i go up to the fountains, i find others three, they must have traveled up the mountains, as like thy. We suddenly see a sparkling light, and all four fountains melted in sight.
That couldn’t be possible as it’s winter alright, but warm water ran in the fountains in this cold night. 4 bright figures suddenly appeared, and all four figures appeared on my skin- seard.
Four on me, 1 on each, that’s what i see, and then there was a peach.
I wasn’t that just to rhyme, there was a peach there like ice, we all went to touch it and them i see……
Alan Liu
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