HK Lights from the Ferry
The lights of HK in the evening,
Flickering in all of their glory
Like a Christmas tree that
Fell into the South China Sea,
But somehow managed to
Continue to burn as the lights
And ornaments floated to the surface,
Which sprite-ly creatures used to adorn their homes
Rising towards the sky.
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I think of it fondly
As I would a nice dream,
A place that radiates in my memory
But whose reality I am loathe to declare.