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i too was in the flood of inspiration that set the violin
into motion for his grand piece - debussy
everybody who loves the entrancing notes
that flow like flaming june in a warm noon breeze
the burst of fresh air after the sweltering shine of sun
shifting beams swirling in my piping hot coffee
under the garden tree in a scintillating flurry of bird's songs
shimmering mersmerising ensemble staged with
so much passion by the atlantic over and over
in a swirl of irresistible grace and harmony of
sky and sea that carries a generous applause
of warm foam to titilate the senses awakening
a part in me that has been lying dormant for years,
and which i recollect every now and then, taking it
like how every brialliant note s savoured in debussy's
supernova display of his music pedigree
john tiong chunghoo
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