c tung
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AugustA Poem by c tungToday is my thirty two times of the first of the EighthHow wordy and minor my speech becomesSo particular about the unnecessary unlessthere is a signi.. |
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Morning GreetingA Poem by c tung |
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The Impulsive Love SongA Poem by c tungWe live in a sensational world packed with readily available love words for singspiration. But do they give the sound of love? |
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Asking questions about askingA Poem by c tungGod gave us a favour to simply come to him and ask as we want, but we often get stuck with our own hesitation about the idea of receiving from Him. |
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