If someday the whole things become your enemy,
I'll let you hide behind me.
World is such a crude game,
that'd put your fame into shame.
I won't be able to protect you forever,
You have to be stronger.
Dont let every small thing,
hold your wing from flying.
And later when I'm about to die,
I don't wanna see you cry.
(Ditenun by Umi Tursini @ fb)
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