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With You

with you

i have no identity of my own

as a dropp in an ocean

as a sand in desert
Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan

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To Leonard Cohen

moss ceramics history buried by tens of wounds, the precipitated event piles as plankton, dissolved oil dressing your head, walked on through the edge of continent, the questions strikes this frozen wall, a series of sentences that settles in the glass, the bleak tones, the trees of the world of dreams, the forest of words, you're standing on the edge of a small river, who looked up to heaven? Then open the identity of this song, at first glance is never seen, only the rhythm permeates the soul, and like the wind gently blowing, suddenly flushed dusk, resigned murmur, swallow the valley, the sound is lost in the echoes, the poem becomes oil consolation, led to an eternity, you take another step, slowly into the valley, singing will be gone, but you never worry, because the books have you singing rewrite it.

Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

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My Identity!

To fit into another's mould
Constantly changed shape
Now I am not what I am.

That's my Identity! !
Valsa George

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No One Ii

No one told me that it is hard to adjust to changes in life. No one told me that is hard to keep silent. No one told me that guilt is hard to accept. No one told me that death is hard to accept. No one told me that here will be people that will look in your eyes and be able to tell the truth. No one told me that I could be safe in this world. Because in tis world there is a lot going on. No one told that I would see the days that my struggles would be over. No one told me that I would hear the cries of the abuse children. No one told me that I could be my best friend. No one told me that I could trust just anybody. No one will tack me in bed anymore. No one else will come and spent the night at my place. No one else will give back what they took. My peace, my trust, my respect, myself worth. No one will say that I am what I am. No one can say that I will solve my problems over night. No one will say that the mirror shows my true identity.
Aldo Kraas

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