A Youth In Life "AL"
Songsongan Morning

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Now the king of the world has awakened from his long slumber in darkness.

Just like my eyes were opened from a moment's silence in the dark…

I approached a rectangular piece of wood stuck on the wall of a building as a visual aid,

maybe what people usually call a window…

parallel to the eyes in the direction of the foresight, green looks so soothing.,

the grater of the rice field outside my window which certainly every morning will always be visible to the pupils in these eyes.

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At 7 o'clock, it was time for my body to wake up from the idlums that clung as drowsiness in the dark of the world's skin.

It's time for this tiny foot tuk to step towards a crowd building that many people consider as a place to reach the future,

the school!

Yep….

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Now the clutter of lahkah tlah past the boundary of the residence of a building.

In the distance of view, there are a few smiles of old men on the look on his face.

Daddy !

a proper name for him,,

far in the direction of the western horizon looks a young man who seems familiar to the cornea of this eye..

who's?

Ah maybe my feelings or just a glance at my thoughts.

I don't know……

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Tlah finished this step from the residence of one building and now replaced with another and different buildings..

The sound of a lip was a kind of moan, perhaps a little girl calling or about to say hello,.

I think the breezy anggin helps the sound to arrive at an orange hole that may be covered with hair.

I don't know who and to whom the voice was addressed.

My concern seems unwilling to show itself, what ever!!

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For a moment I lifted this head to look at the clouds that were increasingly following where the sky went, it seems they were always together.

When the earth is bright and when the earth looks dark, huft…

if I were to become a bird there would be envy seeing the clouds and sky above and I could only fly beside them as a third party.

Haha funny, stupid thought.

That's not gonna happen, of course,

for I am but a girl who lays down my life on the world and I may be a burden to the earth as long as this body can move around.

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By walking slowly to slowly try to enter a crowd building, my feet and heart are post-tuk to accept the commotion for the sake of the commotion in the loneliness that I feel.

A block of wood may be waiting for me to stop over it and receive all the teachings that may be given by someone who can be said to be meritorious and very noble in front of the world.

Teachers,,, a,,

a suitable name for a teacher, because the word of the teacher is a word, if extended to be

“in gugu and in tiru”,

I don't know what everyone says.

What people say, sometimes feels right, and really the situation must not be the real reality.

Spread widely and embedded in the minds of humans who believe in it since time immemorial.yes the ANCESTors may be !!!

but, the word GURU is quite worthy of remembrance as the essential goodness that always teaches something, experience, ideas, ideas, and,,

it can be said a science written in a set of BOOKS...