Lost - Poem by Meng Hon
The sky is getting dark,
when I boarded the ark.
It sailed on the seven seas,
all onboard it.
It's an adventure which lies ahead,
and I grab hold of this opportunity,
and it's a pity,
to leave my old parents in town,
to fend for themselves.
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