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Tujuh lewat tengah hariDia muncul lagiDengan raut dan simpatiGetar-getar terasa di hatiKata tak sanggup ku tangkapRasa tak bisa ku cernaDiri ini hanya seonggok kainKumal, kaku, bisuPermata itu masih bersinarDengan gugus-gugus khayalan manusiaPerlahan memutarTirai merah tertutup, tanpa suara

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Perjalanan ini mengajarikuPencarian itu betapa kerasnyaKeinginan itu betapa kuatnyaHasrat itu betapa dalamnyaPerjalanan ini menunjukkankuJiwa yang berdiriWarna yang kusutSinar yang temaramPerjalanan ini mengiringiKala mentari menerangiKala malam melingkupiPerjalanan iniSaksikan aku

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dia kembalimengejapkan mata lagiwalau perih melingkupicahaya dan gelap tak berartidia kembalimenggerakkan sayap lagimeski lemah menyusupimemakan serabut penggerak diriseakan tak pedulidia kembalimelangkahkan kaki lagidalam hening sunyidalam sendiridalam sepidia kembali

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I don't have much time, it's kinda busy this week. She's sick, so I'll take care of all her needs. Wish her to get better soon. ^^

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This is sunny day. This place is neverwinter land. Warm light, and cool wind, nice.

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Can you see it? I see a light in the eye. And, yeah, it's smiling, the eye is smiling. I feel warm, like someone hug me tightly. This eye, these kinds of eye, I can't resist them. Don't you feel like it give you some courages? And some funs? And also hopes? This eye had given me hope, lots of hopes, in a long time. This eye, sees me when I'm crazy, when I'm happy, when I'm beaten up, when I'm

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a woman's cryingin the damn morningwhen she just going outwith her son to walk outsuddenly the tears bursting outit's a normal daysame like another daybut the different iswhat happened with his husbandhe walked out the warmwent to work the farmwhen a hidden man with armlocked on him without warningwhen the wife walkedfrom the house she wantedto tell her love "take care dear"the pain is just

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Yesterday, January 21, I had a very bad mood due to my overflowing job and the deadline. I was stress and crazy. I wondered -my devil mind- if spraying some of my red liquid will make me better. Then this little devil said "Drink a hot chocolate will help you get better. Even a chocomilk or any chocolate things will do." And I went home from my office with a thought "I'll buy some chocolate."I

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I'm turning nineteen. Yep, nineteen. Soon will come twenty, then twenty one, thirty, fifty. How long will I stay life? God has own rule, so I guess it doesn't matter anymore. The matter is, how is my life going to be. I get older and older every time. I have to grow, I have to change. But, how should I change? How should I grow up? What'll happen if I can't? These questions are haunting my mind.

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A mirror image from water. A little mirror image of a building. An image of blue sky. And the floor beneath the surface. The water, is it looks deep, or shallow? Sometimes deep water looks shallow, and shallow one looks deep. Sometimes we look at other person and say "They have a wonderful life." Do we really know how are their life like?=============================================="mereka yg di

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Tahun baru 2009. Terimakasih atas kesempatan untuk membuat blog ini. Terima kasih atas inspirasi untuk membuat blog ini. Sebuah blog yang tidak terobsesi. Sebuah blog yang hanya berisi pemikiran. Sebuah blog, yang bercerita tentang sudut pandang penulisnya.

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