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Homework

Confused with you Angry with you Happy with you Always with you

Someday

I want to be something, I want to be anything, Anything except myself T hat can't do anything, Someday, i will be my self again. -Rizki Setyo Nugroho, J1A016045

Poetry

You have strengthened me You ever raised me up you ever loved me when I awake until I fall asleep and I will always remember you I wrote a poem for you beautiful writing that colored your world my best poem just for you is it possible that you will return to my world accompanied me to write poetry again and you just need to listen that I love you

Hopes for The Serendipity

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Hopes for The Serendipity  Created by: Chocolynn (Angelina S. Nathasya - J1A016039) Is there any hopes to take?  Is there any stars in the darkness? Let the stars create the sky, the night sky.  Will there always be getting dark?  Is the moon still in the darkness?  "Where's The Sun? " "Where's The Rainbow? " Those storm comes, brings those black hole. The black hole, the place for the darkness.  "Is there any stars?" "Where's the stars over to go?" Getting dark by the time passed.  Alone. Lonely. Sadly.  "Will there be a serendipity?" A serendipity that brings the rainbow back, A serendipity that gets the colours of the world back. "Will the serendipity get the sun back from the darkness? " "Will the serendipity erase all those darkness from the moon? " A hope for serendipity, A hope for coming back.  Only a little bluish green beautiful butterfly flies, takes the

Rain Drops

Rain is the God's masterpiece Infinity with time Comes without prediction Who always suddenly meet the earth Hujan in the enthusiast of earth Down always suddenly without being asked The soil of the earth is freshly wet fragrant ground wafting Rain is loved People are dancing under the rain Light covered by rain But rain always refreshing

What if pt. 2

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What if pt.2 By: Chocolynn (Angelina S. Nathasya - J1A016039) What if The Moon embraces The Sun? Is there any chances for The Stars to get The Sun? What if the apples become the berries? Is there any pie apple for dinner? What if you and I become us? Is there any chances to change? Accept or ignore? Being happy or being rude? It all depends on The Sun. Will The Sun changes to see The Stars, or Will he accepts The Moon's embraces? Confusedly. Two decisions change the world. Will there be an eclipse or Be the better day? Being dark but unusual or being better day as usual? What if he decides the both? Will you have a pie apple or make a pie berries? The new one or the old one? Will be us or them? You and I or You and Her? Sounds simply but it's not. Like the Meteors come to the earth. Being burn, then freeze, then burn then just down to earth. Down to the surface of the world, Make a big hole called as Meteorite. Will we be the same? Will we can be a meteo

When Sorrow Occurs

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When the rain has down to earth The cry of a child is still heard The heavy rain cannot dims it Her cries continue to be heard until dawn When the sky is dark cloudy Sadness hides behind a smile Mask to pretend The scream behind it still sounded When the rain does not stop Hope drowned in the ground Water absorbs in depth Like a dream that never reaches the top By Salsabila Novma Alhakim (J1A016065) 🌈

The Lambs and Savannah

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The Lambs and Savannah Create by: chocolynn (Angelina S. Nathasya - J1A016039) Love, Life, Laugh. Love for life, and Laugh for life. Life for life, then Laugh for laugh. "Is there any reasons?" The day passed, the time passed. Passed bring all the colours of life. Freedom, Happiness, and Chances "Where are they?" "Is the sun still smiles on the beautiful widely sky?" "Is there any star crying over to the sun? " Hardly passed with all those pain Laughing  behind the smile, and smile behind the smile. What a joke! "Life for life and laugh for love?" "Is there any empty ways whether guides to the Savannah? Let the lambs have their Savannah. "Isn't it their authority to go?" Let the lambs get back to the Savannah. Let they have what they want. Let the wind blows the fresh air who brings the feelings called as freedoms. Let the butterfly creates their way, way to go home. .