Angkor Wat

Angkor Wat

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Out of the morning mist the great wat rose, And from the East looked out on everyone. Reflecting on the lake in calm repose, Secrets learned from ancients long since gone. She beckoned me to enter, As the night turned into day. Through the gate into the centre, Where lay jewels of yesterday. I stood […]

Edge of Life

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I won’t come from the mountain, While days they are still long. I can’t come from the mountain, Until my work is done. I’ve still got my marbles, But my balls are getting weak. My eyes are somewhat hazy. Thank God that I can speak. If I am the first to leave, I’m sorry for […]