Posted by PuJa on Oktober 27, 2009
Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi Translated by Agus B. Harianto He pours out the command words of the eternality of wave, the mist overflowing climbs down the peninsula of sky at across island and the power of yearning is shingled by firmament (XIII: I). When the eagle are floating, you pulls its soul’s restrains, the wind- […]
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Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi Translated by Agus B. Harianto The misty roads lays leafs down, the bird flies is covered by the dark, the sign of its chirp follows the season, where the seeds are breeding (XIV: I). The formation of white cloud at purple sky of the old taught, everything on earth is slept […]
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Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi Translated by Agus B. Harianto Your courage lines up on the palette certainly, be honest, the soft time is much deeper as thick as the darkness of striping lances to create the wind get blue (XV: I). Suddenly comes increased more fully, as if the cawan yoni be loyal to wait […]
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Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi Translated by Agus B. Harianto After stopped, the new world is born, the colors of blossoming flowers is shined by the sky, summary the sheath of night- noon alternately in turns (XVI: I).
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