Maria Sudibyo Poems

Search, searching chances
Search, searching troubles

Steal, stealing chances
...

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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you will fall in love to that kind of man
and wouldn't much care about me
you always fall in love to that kind of man
and it can't be changed
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