A Lonely Spirit. - Poem by Albert Wong
A lonely spirit.
Ghosts br br
I am a non-main ghosts
Not even a grain of dust, such as
Sitting on a piece of white clouds
Floating from the East to the West
Hi hope to hear the news of the West
Fortunately, all of a sudden came to the North American
Blue Bridge met taught me to Zhuangzi
Ce ma wind granted I flying jump.
Both are good writing habits
I hope to learn a kind of Kung Fu.
People can fly to New hope
I hope that the suffering of others-yan
Others reported good news
Kitajima, Mu Dan, and haizi
Can I learn your fur
You learn the spirit of
Which sustain the spirit of
Although I was not born in the Mainland
But I have the spirit of the Hong Kong-style
Always the patriotic people of Hong Kong
China will always support the land
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