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November Rain

The water drops knocking the glass window
So as the mist boldly covering twilight’s shadow

Almost there
Both the end and the beginning
Like all the words’ been spread somewhere

Storms, rain, drizzle
Problems, pain, puzzle

And all the line’s been drawn
Some strange dream about dawn
Been escaped from this solely night
Shot me in head about what’s wrong or right

May the sun keep shining
So as the words been keeping

Like the rain this night
Trapped us in a way we can’t fight



Bandung, December 3rd 2011




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