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Saturday, January 30, 2010

follow after me

when there are 109 people going under the same path in hope to grab the stars high over the seven colours of rainbow, higher than the sky, near the massive black hole, a burden of 1 million people can be feel.... the tears of million people, the pain of a unite people can be feel tho.

are we dreaming or dreams laid on the wall of lumen in our vessels telling me that the pain is there... the pain is there.....the pain is sweet rather then the sweet victory.. because the pain teaches me on how to move on and keep on living... it`s the starting point of mesmerizing moments.. because the root is bitter... but the fruit is sweet...sweeter then anything you can taste...
the call of honour is ringing and it`s the matter of answering the call or just leave it hang for the rest of the day until the sunset... when the birds are flying lower to search a place call home...

duty is not the word... it`s being responsible of the duty...that`s the honour of a duty...

1 comments:

AQWALYA said...

love those words zul. we'll never bail on you

June 14, 2010 at 11:27 PM

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