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I've crossed the deserts for miles.Swam water for time.Searching places to find. A piece of something to call mine(I'm coming).A piece of something to call mine (I'm coming)(I'm coming).Coming closer to you Went along many moors.Walked through many doors.The place where I wanna be.Is the place I can call mine(I'm coming).Is the place I can call mine(I'm coming)(I'm coming).Coming closer to you I'm moving.I'm coming.Can you hear, what I hear.It's calling you my dear.Out of reach (Take me to my beach).I can hear it, calling you.I'm coming not drowning.Swimming closer to you Never been here before.I'm intrigued, I'm unsure.I'm searching for more.I've got something thats all mine.I've got something thats all mine Take me somewhere I can breathe.I've got so much to see.This is where I want to be In a place I can call mine.In a place I can call mine Moving, coming.Can you hear what I hear?(Hear it out of reach).I hear it cal

kalo dapet kue gratis trus bilang asiiikkkk Alhamdulillah , beda lagi kalo kasus pas tongpes seret ret ret tanggal tua dah gitu ada kotakan nasi gratis... Alhamdulillah nya luarrr biasaa plus mulai ngitung sisa hari mau ngeluarin berapa buat makan hahahahaha .. *nasib anak kos .. kadang cuma hal itu aja tuh yg di inget .. kata dan rasa syukur dan bersyukur hanya di lihat yg bener2 bisa kita rasa dan lihat aja ... padahal .. banyak hal kecil yg kita lewati dengan kata lain saya tidak menyadari nya dan lalai untuk bersyukur .. saya bertemu dengan seorang pedagang batagor yg biasa lewat di gang kosan saya tinggal .. berjalan menuju kosan, dari jauh saya melihat gerobak batagor dan berniat mau beli tapi karna jauh dan kalo pun ga ke kejar ya gpp lah ga jadi beli belum rejeki saya dan rejekinya pak batagor berati ...ternyata ada pembeli yg akhirnya membuat gerobak pak batagor berhenti dan mangkal di pinggir jalan .. saya pun kemudian menghampiri gerobak pak batagor...belum juga saya bicara

I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens every day I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door, I must have it painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not foresee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the settin' sun My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness go