Gordon Tseng

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A Love Song By The Star

Singing a love song, wandering in that peaceful and lonely night,
The blinking star lets his touching notes take a ride with the moonlight.
To thank the moon for her fan-like listening, her generous free flight,
The notes dance on the black sleepy ocean, make it excited and silver white.


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So-Called Success

Fish would think those are winners who swim fast.
Lions may insist those are losers who run last.
It's ridiculous to mold yourself into their value cast
If you are a bird who can only fly to get your lifetime pleasantly passed.

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