Cimmerian
Change styles a face,
One at a time;
Now seize the space,
Ask for new chimes;
Note then the strange:
Carved with fine gauge,
Ink fabled range,
Mark ample stage;
Make action pay,
Ever in spoils;
Rise to the day,
Instinct feeds toil;
Attend to plans;
Notice sure span.
Leon Enriquez
25 August 2014
Singapore
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