I stood up to you,
Then disappeared.
O
Even now
up to you
I stand
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Not invisible,
Although unseen, unknown, still
O
I stand up to you.
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31 years on.
We greet and salute you, Yu Yan Yip—and all who stood and stand up to faceless tyranny.
Peace.
§
freddie omm
31 years on I sit and write this in Hong Kong.
Far away from there and then.
Different enough to be unidentified.
Memories invade again my still-mutating self!
Thank you for penning this, dear Freddie.
I can change myself, but I cannot forget.
Thank you for sharing, Yan Yip, you are in our minds and hearts, and it’s great to hear that your mutations continue while you thrive!