Pool Table, by George Chow Subscribe to rss feed for George Chow

From marble of cuteness,
to pool table's performance.
The sand ball did not last,
snow ball melt with tears,
to pool games of amazement.
I grow beckon eternity and less noise.
But the profession long for endless play,
and challenges.
As i find lucks of eternal life in pool,
if the balance of quietness is only the answer.

Posted: 2016-09-14 07:57:15 UTC

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