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Advice In Dreams

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* Rhido Poem.

Come on up, don't get sick

You are a man

Must be proven

You're not hurt

Make him regret

Themselves........

Let's run fast

Pursue the sun

Before dusk arrives

You are unexpected

Was grieving....

let's get excited

You're talented

Carve out a new day.

by: Rhido

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" Reco Tree.." The voice of my father's pet chicken builds me up.

Wake me up from a long dream trip. Like I was at the end of the world.

* A dream story.

" Are you going to keep this up." Said the grandfather I met at the beginning of the dream.

" Come, come with me." Grandpa took me away.

" Where, cake" The grandfather did not answer my question but he pulled my hand to follow him.

We passed a road full of rocks and scattered sharp thorns.

" Oh, cake!!! my leg's hurt cake." But the old man ignored me, and my feet were full of blood.

"Grandpa we're actually going where the hell cake is!!!. How the road is like this." I said again to the grandfather while enduring the pain.

But the grandfather did not stop and still continued walking and I continued to follow him in slow steps. Until we arrived at a fairly large tributary.

" Now son, wash your feet. " Said the grandfather told me to do it.

" you must forcefully wash the wound so that the blood does not come out constantly." The grandfather said again. I finally did as my grandfather asked.

" You wait for me here" the grandfather said to me.

" Where is Grandpa going???" Ask him again.

But he always didn't answer every question from me. A moment later, the grandfather returned by boarding a boat.

" Come!! get in here.!!" said the grandfather.

" Where are we really going??" I tried to find answers to my confusion.

After I boarded, the grandfather rowed the boat to move along the river.

" Fuck!! " The grandfather called me short.

" Yes, cake!!!" Jawabbku.

" Fuck!!! Look at this river, he's so patiently done his job." Grandpa said to me.

" This river also has a duty is it kek.??" Ask me.

" His job is to wet every barren land he passes." Grandpa said it explained.

" But why should he be patient, cake!!" I asked again to ask the grandfather.

"When it flows, never once did he think of retreating. When a rock comes his way, he will drip slowly until it breaks."

" Come, cake!!!" I'm getting curious about Grandpa's story.

" Even though there was an abyss, he never trembled to jump himself down." Grandpa continued to explain.

" It's a waterfall, it's a cake!!" I said connect the story.

Grandpa just smiled and went back to telling stories.

" When a mountain approaches it, it patiently circles the mountain. Until finally, it reached its destination and managed to carve a million smiles on us." The grandfather said again.

At that time we pulled over by the river and this time the grandfather took me to climb a mountain in front of us. I thought that Grandpa was actually crazy.

It was hard for us to climb that mountain and sometimes I slipped and fell, but the grandfather kept pushing me back up. Walk through the bushes and sometimes my leg wounds bleed again.

But my fatigue and soybeans paid off for sure with a pretty beautiful view. It is more like a land above the clouds.

I was so happy when I could see such a good view. And also the twilight at that time was so blushing to look at.

" This is what is called struggle" said the grandfather instantly disappeared.

I looked for him everywhere but he was completely lost.

" Grandfather, Grandpa!! Grandpa!! " My screams are indeed that grandfather. Suddenly...

" Pio!!! Pio!!! Pio!!, let's get up early." mother's voice woke me up from the dream.

I still dream of that dream.

" Grandfather, thank you for the precious lesson you gave me to rise again to be my life again.