I continually shout out,
“That solitude Give worth study”
Then study what does I get?
When solitude when you absent to tempt
Fill each blank space at my eye with its attending
What do I hesitate?
Therefore takings all its solitude,
Fumble each leaden one accost
To reach worth study that do ever I tell
Retreat from its shimmer solar
Retreat to fill each blank space at returns late
Retreat and stepping aside at any given flank which make me tire
Retreat to take each stage which I discard
Retreat to feel each regret scream
Then goes of all bitter that my sensed
As slow each stage that I gazes
Feel the very Air which makes me most fling
Kiss each taste that makes me most plague
But don't I sit on to petrify its black and soon I pull for breath shortly arouses encounter...
Jendela Sastra
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