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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468862" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Dull Tiny-Statue</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was a dull tiny-statue linger in the dusty rack <br>Seize my lonely track in pitch dark corner<br>Yearning for a crack to bring light into sight <br>Enchanted by deafening laughter sound outside<br>The wonderful play performed in my lucid dream<br>To met a knight in his bright mask <br>Offer me a new life full of sparkle <br>The entire of universe will be my grace <br>Though a blink away, the rust welcome me<br>The smell of the damp future choking me <br>Slowly I fall to sleep paving my eternity </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just one day when I greet my day to the air<br>I see hope with feathers dropp in <br>He just a rusty plain harmless-robot <br>Claim to live longer than the sun but anonymous<br>No decent name or weapon he deserved <br>Yet he’s living in full acknowledge of wonder <br>Invite me to play and regard a bruise as a reward<br>That day I learn to plant a heart in my head<br>To understand the language and learn the truth <br>About how this world getting rich by going old <br>When every happiness add but we feel even less</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every cling from his feet made the silver mark <br>Which enlighten the days to find the path of nights<br>The days rolling in its lovely new track <br>There we go, off from the rusty home <br>Pursue the butterfly to the sky<br>Till we blinded by the sight of a perfect kite <br>Then we landed in green valley, running endlessly <br>And he step off, holding down the gaze <br>To a small colorful figure he called dream<br>It was just a silly living-shape for me <br>But indeed it amusing his true-being </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The next step he diminished, disowned me <br>Wish me to find the perfect charm to unbind my mind<br>He held it tight to his heart and defends it right <br>I standing numb hold the nerve to abide<br>Alone and nowhere as a scattered cloud <br>Longing to be found and being in a safe bound <br>Drifting far from my existence as a dumb <br>Cursing all the brilliant time which is not mine<br>The wonderful scene surround is killing me<br>How I wish to be back in the old dusty rack <br>To beheld and belong as me; a dull tiny-statue</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Niken+Kusuma+Wardani">Niken Kusuma Wardani</a><div class=q>
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Seize my lonely track in pitch dark corner
Yearning for a crack to bring light into sight 
Enchanted by deafening laughter sound outside
The wonderful play performed in my lucid dream
To met a kni..."></div>
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