Songs, words, colors. In my head, my ears, my eyes.

Across the page, across the ages

the moving hand of history bleeds

for a kinder eye to see us,

not as we are,

but as we dream

(Level 42 - "Kinder Eye")

You'd be surprised

There's so much to be done

Count all the bees in the hive

Chase all the clouds from the sky

(Kenny Loggins - "Return to the Pooh Corner")

Limitation forced you to get creative.

The hidden power inside that you rarely notice to exist.

Daily miracles you took for granted.

~ Riana Ambarsari ~

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manakala tak peduli
pada rasa peduli

namun duhai

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