LONDON
Dispensed in measure flow I kept a watchful heart for those I cared A limit on what I ha My children would my love divide
FREDERIC SIPIERE
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Every note to sound intent and choice With art expressing beyond a formal limit As music forms abandoned would be chaos While restrictive rules awake a creative spirit
FREDERIC SIPIERE
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Is it racism or just plain ignorance that’s behind the pseudo-Asian-language nonsense being spouted on the streets of London?
LIM JIN LI
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The city takes you as its own even though you’re speaking in a strange accent, clutching a brand-new A-Z, and asking for directions to the nearest Peranakan restaurant.
CLARISSA TAN
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The British and the Chinese both built airports. Who did it better?
SHAN BERTELLI
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