A friend cast to the land of a distinct Frigid base, she said... Lonesome embraced the yearn, mum likewise Forfeit the identity, stumbled to the pivot of stir A missed scraped of self-consciousness The alert of all mistaken Failed which taken about the half year of a time Still another year kindly to visit Await is the other chapter of her book which filled by the tears and sweats Those eyes desiccated Fagged had spun for the still Tiring had mourned upon her fool If only the existence able to teleport or be returned Indeed I knew Thou heart rooted within Seeks the pedestal of berth and backrest for a lean Fell into a soot of mother-earth and longing for the creatures which stood upon Once thou reborn Morphed into the maturer form And when the time has come Every single cells of glory threw pride upon sun For the down valley beneath her soul taught the life lessons Afar from a distinct revealed the pavement of her inner soul Nevertheless frigid base undertaken the coral of hers blizzard
*Modification of Jiwa yang Menggaung Dari Delhi
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