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The Man Who Once Loved

There was once a man who loved / But the universe was not quite fair…

Mar 30, 2020

The Man Who Once Loved

Mar 30, 2020

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DBS Design

Empathy in the workplace #1: Running better meetings

An unnecessary guide to help you fall in love with meetings again (… or not)

Mar 5, 2019

Empathy in the workplace #1: Running better meetings

Mar 5, 2019

What 2018 taught a leafy seadragon

Just another year-in-review article written by a self-deprecating overthinker

Dec 31, 2018

What 2018 taught a leafy seadragon

Dec 31, 2018

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Poets Unlimited

All good, I am.

I thought I’ve overcome you Through Google and self-help readings I’d walk myself around you Talk myself out of you

Aug 16, 2018

All good, I am.

Aug 16, 2018

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Poets Unlimited

There Are People

There are people who won’t love you There are people who won’t care There are people who like to call you names They’ll shame and strip you…

Jul 21, 2018

There Are People

Jul 21, 2018

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Poets Unlimited

Too Much

Too much, now, too much, The world is way too much Excessive obsessions with ideas and goods Being different is now part of the Should’s

Jun 1, 2018

Too Much

Jun 1, 2018

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Poets Unlimited

Home-bound

“Mom, I don’t know why there’s the door-closing announcement. All buses have it now. Really. I’m in the bus. Yes. At Holland Road now. I…

May 25, 2018

Home-bound

May 25, 2018

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Poets Unlimited

Refuge

Good night, she whispered, Her fingers tracing her shadow The wall is her refuge The moonlight is her friend

May 21, 2018

Refuge

May 21, 2018

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DBS Design

5 things I learnt working in a huge-ass company

(that aren’t design-related)

Mar 29, 2018

5 things I learnt working in a huge-ass company

Mar 29, 2018

Published in

Poets Unlimited

Wind

I remember those days When it was cold and chilly I’d retreat into your arms And beg you to hold me

Feb 6, 2018

Wind

Feb 6, 2018

Serene Yap

Serene Yap

A domesticated sloth, mindfully organising chaos into… well, tidier piles of mess. (When I'm not trying to a poetic hobbit, I'm a service designer!)

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