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My Blog where some of my journals, poetry, thoughts are exhited.
billions of micro beads of water
flow down entering a pond with floating plants with gold swimmers framed by eyesight for the beholder and a churning sound soothing as chanting I lie on the bench lost in the world of peace in mind
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AuthorI started late to become a writer, after I graduated from the University of Auckland at the age of 57. It all began when one of my articles was first published in Muse, a magazine in Hong Kong. I just finished my first novel Tree which is about Chinese immigrants here in New Zealand. Being bipolar it hasn't been easy but I'm proud to have broken the vicious cycle and begin to enjoy life. I'm glad to have survived to this age and be able to live a most fulfilling life. Categories |
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