me

me

A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto
"

how someone could be selfish if that self is not.... ish?

"
in the place where everything's seems makes safe.
in the place that no one ever remember how you were.
in the place where someone feels so confident about his own cons.
in the lands of time where someones keep fall off when everyone's just want to pull them off fast.



i, as exactly as cocky as i am.
as exactly as stubborn i am.
as exactly as gracious i am.

never...

                 never....


                                  never ever...
                      
                                                      always never...

                                    
                               always never...


                                                             always....





       ..i would never;
i would never..
                            i would never
                  i would never,



i,
in the humblest opposition as i;
   ; never in my way i will start a story with a word 'i'
   ; never in my way i will end a story with a reward
   ; never in my way i will start a story with a word 'i'
   ; never in my way i will end a story with a reward
   ; never in my way i will end a story with





i dont mind tagging along with someone
i dont mind seeing a opportunity as a chance of competitive mutuality
i dont mind seeing a true self as some redundant fluke that i must oppressed on order to impress.
i dont mind seeing
i dont mind see
i dont mind
i dont











i...

© 2015 Ceasario Hadiwinoto


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Added on January 9, 2015
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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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