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The time will come,when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here, Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give Wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate note,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
went to Borders, The Curve last nite. nearly closed. i managed to squeezed in and found the book. for those who are interested, please buy the book now. only few left. now i'm already at page 71 (of 615 pages. hahahaha) wish me luck. i am drowning in the lovey dovey feeling of the book. poem above is from Derek Walcott which was quoted in the book. can't wait for the movie.
oh, yes najeeb! i got the book :D. did you got your copy of Mr. Parson's yesterday?
Nota D(o)nuts : sila ke Borders. SALE yang sangat2 menarik!
