Maria Sudibyo Poems

there is heart springs thorn
there is growth of hate
you plant the thorn
you sow seed of hate
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there is a poem with provocative title
maybe it will tickle me
or maybe it is not so bombastic
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Search, searching chances
Search, searching troubles

Steal, stealing chances
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when we live, tomorrow will come
wrestling with trouble
and when we find fun, we will laugh
become strong
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like the moon
I want to shine
I want to be seen
but I always change every day
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to Munir

burned flower
flamed strongly
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turn of
and close
the light
the door
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