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Fragments Stephen Yim Countless fragments compose our lives Instances of love, half tones on octaves Two ships colliding, sparks would fly Thunder and lightening, illuminated the sky Beware of the future, nothing would last Hold back the tears, heartaches from the past Memories are illusions, rest them in peace Regain the senses, return to the seas

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