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Mar 2014
there comes the wave in the rainbow
then they're gone into beautiful life
as it was loosing binocular
you spell the world clearly up of your tone
and you are getting awake
you are shading out of blue
you are getting out of town
out of this vivid universe...

and spinning the time
and make sounds
like a train that cross the hills of quiet
but covered by thunder field on high
you're chorusing all the songs of grave
the grave of mind in the cave of life
and then it come over

and you are changing the name of silence


life is up in the darkest blue
and how you brake yourself into some colors of your life
once more you let me down
and see, see what I've become indeed
you cross the wall
then see what I've been through


There comes waves into the night
then they're gone into shade of life
and I am Loosing binocular

I am Loosing Binocular
Written by
Rivaldi Prasetyo  Bandung
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