And sometimes it happens that you are friends and then
You are not friends,
And friendship has passed.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself.
And sometimes it happens that you are loved and then
You are not loved
And love is past.
And whole days are lost and among them
A fountain empties itself into the grass.
And sometimes you want to speak to her and then
You do not want to speak,
Then the opportunity has passed.
Your dreams flare up, they suddenly vanish.
And it also happens that there is nowhere to go and then
There is somewhere to go,
Then you have by passed.
And the years flare up and are gone,
Quicker than a minute.
So you have nothing
You wonder if these things matter and then
As soon as you begin to wonder if these things matter
They cease to matter,
And caring is past.
And a fountain empties itself into the grass.
Keren yah..Everything could happen. Saya baca puisi itu kira-kira sekitar tahun 2002/2003.
Cukup tepat untuk menggambarkan situasi sekarang.
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- female.twenty-something.still looking for good job that could afford her travelling hobby.loves good food & loves to eat them without gaining weight.recently,having temporary short memory syndrome (TSMS) & time disorientation. Blogging as interlocutor & catarsis for her life,thoughts and soul. Her mission is becoming the happiest person in the world who could bring happines in the world then turn everybody being happier than herself.Though having a lot of money is undeniable dream. +Trust me,i'm not everything whatever you think i am+
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