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Apr 2015
I know you are weak my friend,
I am too.

I know you’re broken,
I’ve been there too.

But for now let’s just live.

Have a day.

Shower yourself with care and kindness,
one you’ve been saving for others.

The morrow wouldn’t be so bad, trust me.

You can scream, you can cry or you can write
either way you’d wake up to a better light.

Now smile and keep your head high,
for I’m here with you
we’ll go through even the highest tide.

Together may be we’d understand
the beauty of life
and may be one day
we’d even dance.
Lya Susanto
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Lya Susanto  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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