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aku bersaksi
tidak runtuh kota ini
angkara hujan sepurnama
tidak rapuh rangkanya
dibakar matahari menggila

di luar duga, sekunjungan taufan
dalam lena yang terlalu nyaman
saat kota indah ini ku pagar impian

rebah sedaerah
menyembah tanah...



aduhai...

lemah kaki ini melangkah
lelah nyawa ini berserah


namun
jika aku punya usia
dan jika di kota ini masih ada setia
aku berjanji dengan nama
sebuah kota yang pernah bercahaya

sepahan reca batu bata itu
pantas 'kan ku kutip semula
lantas 'kan ku bina sepenuh daya
beralas derita sejengkal masa

kerna,
di sela-sela renyai hujan airmata
masih ada...

tiang harap masih berdiri sasa




:: aku tidak pernah tahu, aku begini orangnya... hahaa ::
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