My Flute, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow
Posted: 2012-12-28 05:26:01 UTC
Play out age's decade.
Rythm of my breath flows for sake.
My youth tame by the songs of grand.
With my sound of flute I regain.
How I fumble out the heart of muse.
As each tone rest my mind loose.
Then play out age's decade.
May the heritage hums the humble take.

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