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Aku tak akan lagi mau berkedip membiarkan waktu berlalu;
lari ia menyeret detik, puas hanya menyisakan kenangan 
Aku tak lagi - lagi memejamkan mata, 
agar bisa tetap perhatikan senyummu yang kini hidup di tumpukan bawah ingatanku 
Aku tak akan pernah mau berkedip 
kalau ku tahu mata mu kini menatap ke arahku dengan sirat baru, 
saat aku merindukan hangat yang dulu 
Aku tak sudi memejamkan mata barang semenit 
hanya untuk menemukanmu lewat begitu saja 

Kau hapuskan setiap potongan kecil memori dalam hidup mu yang berdebu, 
kau tutup rapat jendela kotor dengan tirai abu-abu kusam yang menutupi penglihatanku 
Mau aku bersumpah untuk tetap membuka mata sampai ujung hari, 
tetap tak bisa ku pungkiri kau lah yang sebenarnya punya kendali 
Atas senyummu yang tak kasat mata;
atas dirimu yang dimakan jarak lantas terbang selayang pandang

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