Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
conveniences, opportunities, threats...
Neither the laughs nor the smiles, neither the tears nor the cries can they put me into that position again. It has to be be detached. My standards, norms, and values often times are being made and perceived as vulnerable. I am going to rise again. And this time my own thoughts, ideas, creativity would make everything grows big. Hanya kepada Allah dipohon Pertolongan, Perlindungan, Kekayaan. Allahuakbar.
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