The Courtier's Sighs by THAM RU TING By a silver stream she knelt -waiting- watching streaks of life meander by wantonly. "If life were to be a patch, beautifully missed once swum by; a mote...
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The Silent Mimer by THAM RU TING How her moves articulate speech; encapsulating, pure divine. How her eyes convey rhythmic pitch; melodious singing, please rewind. How her lips thread tongues...