In the days of uncertainties, in between brightness and darkness, I wish for the wind. For not knowing the destiny and fate, I just want the wind. For tired been running, I call for the wind. To make me fly. Just spreading my wings and fly. Wherever it takes, whatever it makes. The world is round, the ground is flat. Life could just re-start. So take me o wind. Wherever you blow, I will simply go. I will think of nothing but only to fly. So the heart, for a while, will no longer cry...
Zokhri Idris
2315 - 8th June 2010
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