Pearkuku
Ruang pelepasan
Saturday, January 7, 2012
We speak in we
They move on,
They choose side,
When the rain jump,
The poet say,
'In this century it will be revelation'.
The sound came like a roses,
That consume the un seen,
What will be of we,
Just ashes that burn,
By fate of the humanity it self.
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