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May 2014
Once hailed poets were like little gods of society,
built on pedestals of bronzes with praises.
Now, a few hundred years later, poets are seen as
moody idle under-achievers, who can't even commit
long enough to write something of little worth.
I am not sure how this unparalleled change occurred.
Becky Cheung
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Becky Cheung  Hong Kong
(Hong Kong)   
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