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My Pictures: Some of the ‘ Queens of Harbin’

At night in Harbin
the queen’s come to dance.
Nowhere to hide,
nothing better to do.
If you can wait,
silent in the cold
you can join them….

…..spinning top and dreams pervade,
a few shimmering droplets of a legacy left….

Wasting their days away,
a dance existence.. here and gone.
But a flash of time on this cold night.
And whispered echoes
that scream aloud once more.