you were there
but you left
standing here,
im facing the kafka hills
mirroring its shadows on the waters
blue and black is what i see
standing on the hills
waiting for the sun rise
and finally,
i see it turns colorful
everything that passed has become dust
future is foggy
but right now
i know i am standing on the hills of kafka
shouting my name and asking who i am
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before knowing who you are,
know what you want.
future is depend on how you want to be,
is not simply let it be.
"Great people create their lives actively,
every one else is created by lives, passively waiting to see where life takes them next."
Belief one self will bring destiny.
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