Puppeteer
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john tiong chunghoo
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nature has a free hand
to write its story of us
with our blood
he pulls strings
to write out each story
like a puppet master
we meet, we part
we love, we hate
through the pupeteer
the story tearing
through each vein we
brand as fate
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