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john tiong chunghoo
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the ripples
in the clear blue lake
God is smiling
the fleece in
the clear blue sky
God is caring
the haze...
the haze
God is fuming
this first meet between us
i see your biases too
they infiltrate every cell
of your face
clear as sky
your darting eyes
they carry bars
that weigh down
your trust
never for one instance they
rest on mine
and your heart
it comes over clear as
the glasses between us
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