Astrajingga Asmasubrata Poems

: For Mutiara Ramadani

Please try to escape!
Behind also the right-left is the chasm
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On the corner of your eyes,
stuck the sorrow
to understand bias
with my fingers.
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Finally, I versed shading on shadows
Shooting an exile people
Framing the silence and displayed
In Outside greeting's, 'how are you? '
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Women reflect on the glass front
She mumbled herself
For the lipstick and powder together
The assault time is not an equal opponent
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On the ever
I'm just when
The unspoiled
The intention of a continence
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Excuse me, I'm not visiting but, myself
We curse it in pairs. On the bodies
I have one, several in our bodies
Right into of a cracked mirrors. Then
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Poetry is a flurry mute
I detected from the dictionaries
To the deep heart of the languages. There is a word blood
The stream of sorrow rancid and tired
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A pair of doorstop train cut raucous city streets. Rate the vehicle wind stopping a voice of dust into the air in the noon weather exertions. I break through a row of second shops and lax house. To south I taking steps alone, bring young passionate search faithful identity's deep on chest

Part of cross in top of church pounce an afterlife sky. White broken walls and Windows largest echoed the silent lazuli's. Pride spruce herd dove in landscape of cord. To South I take steps alone, considering the smells of sugar steaming of booth bamboo home mom's kitchen
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in somewhere and you want to where
hand slaped away wind on
my face refused looked at you
on twilight, silence made basin
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What I have to reported
If watching hundreds of childs
Dying crushed the ruins
Hedge and tent, mean
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