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Confession

Confession Author: Runping Chen From the peak of soul I carry a handful of clean soil; From the rapids of life I scoop up a ladle of clear water, And mix them up together. I searched and fetched the bricks of affection To build up a kitchen range. I burn my life as igniting the firewood To heat the pot of faith So as to stew leisurely Gurgles of the poetic thinking, In silence.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 8/24/2017 10:37:00 PM
This is the first poem you posted here. It is the last I get to read because you have not brought any more to this place. I am sad but hope you are still posting your work somewhere. This is a very imaginative write. It does gurgle doesn't it.
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Patricia Cresswell
Date: 8/25/2017 2:17:00 PM
Is there somewhere else I can find your work posted?
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Runping Chen
Date: 8/25/2017 7:28:00 AM
Dear Patricia, thak you. I'll go on.

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