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I thought

I would find

It

in China

But

It

was playing

Hide and Seek

with Me

I looked

in silent Temples

Searching

the banks

of the hazy

Huangpu River

Lost

a rainy boat

Crossing

Victoria Bay

Inside

a thousand

tiny birds breasts

In the lines

of the face

of an ancient

street-card-reader

But

It

was playing

Hide and Seek

with Me

as time faded

on the last day

I think

I saw

a few

who knew

In a Sunday park

all dressed

in their fancy fancy

slow dancing

to

an unknown tune

It peeked out

for 

just a moment

then Dissapeared,

like Dust

Blown-off     a     Diamond