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O Dear Writer!\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Our fearful trip is not done yet,\u00a0<\/span> But he is known as valiant,\u00a0<\/span> ‘And he is known\u00a0<\/span> <\/p>\n This poem dedicated to the writer; LuduSeinWin(1940-2012) who passed\u00a0<\/span>away in 17-6-2012 in Rangoon, Burma. He was a writer and journalist.\u00a0<\/span>The people who admired him mourn for his death and remembered him as a\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>valiant and heroic writer under this unkind world.\u00a0<\/span> <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00a0 O Dear Writer!\u00a0 Our fearful trip is not done yet,\u00a0The ship has weathered every rack,\u00a0The prize we sought is not won yet,\u00a0The port is far, the bells I hear away, the people all exhausting,\u00a0Where on the deck our…<\/p>\n
The ship has weathered every rack,\u00a0<\/span>
The prize we sought is not won yet,\u00a0<\/span>
The port is far, the bells I hear away, the people all exhausting,<\/span>
\u00a0Where on the deck our dear writer lies,\u00a0<\/span>
He slept beyond our country’s foam.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
Me, coward who dies many times before dead.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
As the star is known to the Night;\u00a0<\/span>
As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,\u00a0<\/span>
As the star that are starry in the time of our darkness,\u00a0<\/span>
To the end, it remains.’\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n