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Bruce Lee

Bruce Lee

Down the Western Hill

Down the Western hill the bright sun sinks
Making yellow gold of all the air.
 
On a lonely hilltop, away from the distant mist,
A golden dragon stands staring, with
Dreams that fade and die in the bright West.

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It Is Spring

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I live in memory of a dream Which has come and gone; In solitude I sit on my boat As it glides freely down the tranq… Across the blue sky, the swallows…
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The breeze on the bank Already blows cool and mild; The distant merging of lake and sk… Is but a red trace of sunset. The deep silence of the lake,
Parting

Who knows when meeting shall ever… It might be for years or It might be forever. Let us then take a lump of clay, Wet it, pat it,
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The Humming Bird

Rays spring from the East like pu… The humming bird begins his flight… Happily he flies through the purpl… Looking for the lovely pink rose. On the mountain peak,
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