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Aug 2011
I dreamed I was walking around the graveyard
it was cold and sad
I smelt jasmine
i saw shadows
I saw You

The pale pin marbles
Your name is imprinted with golden lines on a black stone
the born and the death were united
I counted how young were You

oh death,,,
Are You happy now?
took beloved soul while another soul was dying
ended a life while another life was suffering

I smelt jasmine
I smelt You
I felt windy atmosphere
I know You're coming

DEAB 060811
Dian Eka
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Dian Eka
   Dian Eka, Rosie Wisniewski and ---
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