Lusiana Deborah

from seconds, to minute...
minutes to hour...
hours to day...
days to month...
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I heard aloud of cry,
babies and kids are crying,
men and women are crying,
even the land, mounts and ocean are crying,
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I lived in paradise,
.....I thought so,
my land's face look so beautiful,
.....I thought so,
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these words...
part of my soul
children of feeling
they born by hand and pen
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I have eyes but still blind
I have ears but still deaf
I have tongue but still dumb
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it is on my soul
no one know it
it is on my soul
known only by my heart indeed
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Merdeka! !
Red and white...
Merdeka! !
unnamed heroes_buried uncounted...
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there were signs,
I can't see it,
not even a single blink,
there were signs,
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Thousands piece of you,
dried by time,
millions smiles of you,
frozen by distance,
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Now, I know....
time is really winged,
in a minute it comes,
in a second it flies,
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Where can I buy a piece of dream?
where is it?
Is it in a long quite nite?
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laughter,
old memory,
vivid,
endless
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an ocean of tears,
....is in her eyes,
unrecoverable wound,
....covered all of hers up,
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The Night reads me story of dream,
but me not sleep yet,
because the dream so cruel.
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Sang Malam membacakan dongeng Mimpi, tapi mataku tak jua terpejam, dongengnya terlalu kejam.

Sang Malam nyanyi ninabobo, mataku kian menyala, kenangan terpajang bak piala.
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I found a new world through the words,
words become a stairway;
up to the heaven,
or down to dark hell.
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stay
__or__
away
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Oh my dear God...
You had given days,
You had run times,
You had sent millions miracles,
...