Advance Continues, Dew White Poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu

Do not intervene to leave the darkness
Sweep continues to wind
Night to fall
Do not go say missing the point cloud
Loyal in the smile of the sun
Promise in the world of darkness
Steer world peace
Unimaginable
Who heard that voice gecko
Here!
The purpose of life and death
Inseparable from the silence
It's cold heart
Like a
Dew pole
Reach a gentle breeze
Laughter invisible
My daughter lost
Rain in love with the road
Road - the road to
Deposit the mother
Who stared in
Silence sweet deceit
Poor dog!
Where he has to sleep and shower
Only difference is caused
Could have a long road
Greet him with a grin sheepishly
Hail him
Beads of bubbles
Eve peace into the inside
My soul is too funky
Eternal peace
Indeed the world is always suspicious
Peace of hard to get
Where eyes still see
At the hearing ear hears
Kissed his nose where it
Problems are embedded in the soul
Chaos rampant
Thick walls crashing
In the holy sparks of heavenly
We crave peace
How can we be looking for!
That's all
Honey! ?
Do you know?
I yearn for an excerpt of your guitar!
Cry your eyes are always watching
Do not you're too arrogant!
With your skills it
Will plunge you
Fire revenge will cause
Heart cut
Blood poignant for road & travel
If my daughter was crying
Perhaps the only birds who can
Entertain
I can only drops of grief
Can not you please please
Millions upon millions of years
I pictured
Sign in a circular vortex
The faster, fast, fast
We entered the dark world
And enter the world of light
Filled with natural light
heart remedy
Preferably there we consider our
Peace & tranquility is
Weapons & Conditioning soul
Neither force that penetrate
And j. the truth of who really {j. is a path}
Will always win!
An excerpt of your hearts in water
dripping melancholy peace / void
Why it's far point
It's hard I reach with hands
We need toughness
Our souls drift miss white dew
Father, Mother!
Where am I
Is this true I asked confused
Faded jasmine move
Net
Indeed I have elderly
Who could ask for
But we have a right to be devised
Do not forget there is an expectation
White dew
Look at the towering mountain
Reaching the clouds
Blend with the sea spread
Sky
See solar waiting on the mountain
River meandering
Beautiful hearts mourn
wind invitation to walk follow the steps
They
Indeed, the demons
Spring a trap
With a very black hole in
There are only stairs
For hair
They
Terror and dread
They
Who expect only the white dew
Which can make survivors
Their hands were turned up early in the morning
Who deserted
Daughter of the king's son was
When it is powerless
She usually just
Shout
Akkkakkak
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