Not even Ashir Mangga can lift up the spirit of mine tonight.
Today is still Saturday, yet back home it's already Sunday.
I bet they can't sleep, Sunday is an exciting day for them.
Despite pulling and mustering all the positive energy, none of them seems to appear now.
and I am down.
I'm glad, I really am.
But this is the time, when being happy could also be a sad thing.
Not even Ashir Mangga can lift up the spirit of mine tonight.
Yet a glass I took, and toss to the air.
Congratulation guys.
We made it.
Celebrate it.
Enjoy it.
We made it.
p.s: All of my wishes are there. Yet my dream is here. To choose, I case my dream, and lose all my wishes. I wonder would my joy in the end be the one with tears as well. I wonder...
Celebrate it.
Enjoy it.
We made it.
p.s: All of my wishes are there. Yet my dream is here. To choose, I case my dream, and lose all my wishes. I wonder would my joy in the end be the one with tears as well. I wonder...
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