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I walk in the fog
Along a sandy beach Playing the game of fairy With wings on my back I fly, fly, fly I drop my wand I lose control I fall, fall, fall I’m my old self again Disappointed
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 No barrier can hide
The bursting desire Which outshines the meek and mild |
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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