The Perfect Posture (How You Gonna Stand Up When Everything's Already Stands)

The Perfect Posture (How You Gonna Stand Up When Everything's Already Stands)

A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto
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just read it please

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im glad.
glad.
glad to make a presence at what someone can utmost achieve just by doing everything until its veins explode.
inducing all the euphorias into the place i want it to be  �" unorganized 
but you can take it from the shelves easily, because you remember it very well.
i'm glad.
i bleed.
bleed to make a splash of sensing the perfect panorama of a perfect mind.
carousing all the lectures, thoughts, implements.
directing a perfect point of how you gonna state that statement itself to yourself.
organize the perfect order of a spontaneous presentation.
the trusted royal censorship companions raise their glass, they have no job lately.
hypocrites smilingly walking away.
i took.
took some chances to be a better person from a shattered road.
fossils and discoveries just stumbling on the ground, no need a shovel to admire that.
remembering the words from the precious burned notes, complement it so you can save it on your pocket.
saw a fire and not to look at the other way.
admiring all the paths, roads, crosswords, currencies, game consoles, percentages, attires, and all the perfection that stands for imperfections.
    i know for sure, i can be better now.


       "please�" don't stop admiring. one way and another"



i have everything now�" 
as long as i remembered. 
thank you.

© 2014 Ceasario Hadiwinoto


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Added on November 9, 2014
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Ceasario Hadiwinoto
Ceasario Hadiwinoto

DKI Jakarta, Jakarta Selatan, Indonesia



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the part of me that i have ever been bigoted lies in the way in behind me. i have to gain it all with embodied spirit and great obese mind more..

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A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto