Minggu, 30 Mei 2010

Sort Poem For the Most Precious Thing

when i looking the sky
the beauty in the blue
That time I've realized
I'm so blind

When I hearing the sound
the rhyme of the leaf
that time I've realized
I'm so deaf

the sunshine,,,
the mountain,,,
and the green forest,
that is so precious to me

I always look at my self
I always blame other people
I always talk about human
but never talk about you

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