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Dec 2013
this time we are trying..
wrapping the wish with wound..
pile up the jewel with ember..
cover the reality with archness..

this time we act the same..
digging what wont be sought..
calling what is denied in the bottom of heart..
release what  has been gained..

no.. isn't this heart want to be cheat..
however, the moon  and earth has yet to meet ..
let moon dimly hug the yearnings..
wishing the sun would never know..

but that's okay ..
by the time that we've got ..
we're string up again more words ..
of the fire and the wood will be intertwine more stories ..

and at the time ..
maybe a hundred or a thousand years later ..
we'll meet right in the heart of the horizon ..

whether the previous dreams that  want to be shared ..
or even ourselves had already not recognize each other ..*


┈┈┈┈»̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶  ƦУ  »̶·̵̭̌✽✽·̵̭̌«̶┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈
if the wood burning fire, the fire did not want to do that ..
because he knows you are the earth even though he would deny it..
Ʀinto Уusnianto
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Ʀinto Уusnianto  was here to conscience
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