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mari sini

the pria takut pacar , sekumpulan bapak bapak mengisi waktu selama di dunia, dalam lagu berikut ada cerita sangat melow, "Lagu ini ditulis untuk seorang istri — seorang pejuang yang bertarung, bukan hanya melawan kerasnya dunia, tapi juga melawan monster yang diam-diam tumbuh di dalam dirinya. Sang suami menciptakan lagu ini dengan segenap cinta, berniat menghadiahkannya untuk istrinya yang dulu ia genggam erat. Namun waktu berjalan getir; monster itu menyerang bagian terdalam — rasa, jiwa, setiap saraf kasih sayang, hingga perlahan menggerus semuanya. Sekian lama bersama, sang suami sulit mengakui bahwa istrinya kini menderita sedemikian rupa. Istrinya pun seolah melupakan perjalanan yang pernah mereka jalani berdua, seolah lembaran-lembaran itu hanyalah debu. Lagu ini, yang dulunya diciptakan penuh harap, kini menjadi hiasan bisu — belum pernah sempat sang istri dengarkan. Hari ini, mari kita dengarkan bersama... sebuah kisah cinta, perjuangan, dan kehilangan yang tak pernah sempat disuarakan."

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let’s go! go to Allah

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anthem suami indonesia dari the pria punya pacar, terlepas dari isu nakal atau tidak, sebenarnya kami hanya butuh perhatian , kalo perhatian ya jangan peraturan maka tercetus lah ANTHEM OF INDONESIA HUSBAND 

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🎙️ "Harga dari Ketamakan"

"Dulu dia hanya ingin cukup… Tapi cukup itu perlahan berubah jadi lebih. Lalu jadi banyak. Lalu jadi semua. Uang bukan lagi alat. Tapi tuhan. Ia jual waktunya, Ia gadai nuraninya. Semakin banyak ia dapat, Semakin kosong jiwanya. Ia tertawa dari balik jas mahal, Tapi matanya mati— Terbakar api keinginan yang tak pernah padam. Hingga akhirnya… Saat semuanya dimiliki… Ia sadar, Dirinya telah berubah. Bukan lagi manusia. Tapi makhluk rakus bertaring tajam— Seekor tikus… Yang berjalan sendiri, Menuju gerbang neraka."

"Tak semua yang mengkilap pantas dikejar."

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🔥 "ERA HAUS UANG DAN JABATAN" – SEBUAH REALITA YANG HARUS KITA HADAPI! 🔥

In a land once known as the land of hope, justice has now become an illusion. A fat man in a suit stands atop a podium of power, his voice echoing with anger, clutching a chain that symbolizes his power over the little people. Behind his sweet speeches lies the intention to continue oppressing, creating rules that only benefit him and his cronies. Meanwhile, in the squalid streets, tired faces are clearly displayed-the poor, the children who have lost their future, and the elderly who are forced to age in misery. They are voiceless, as any complaints only end up as an afterthought in the ears of the authorities.

In a secluded corner, two men in black suits sit facing each other, between them lies a symbol of the state that has now become nothing more than a bargaining chip. With deceitful smiles, they whisper, exchanging the interests of the people for personal interests.

Deals are made, promises of prosperity sold to those who can pay the highest price. Behind fancy doors, decisions are made, not for the people, but to increase their own coffers. This country no longer belongs to those who work hard, but to those who have power and can buy the law. Meanwhile, in the shadow of the grand palace, the common people can only ask: how long must they endure this era of money and position? It is more honorable to resist than to be asked to be a sycophant.

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"Bacotisme di Antara Manusia"

It is a social phenomenon where the voices of self-righteous individuals often dominate the public sphere, without making room for other thoughts. The human figure with the pig's head symbolizes those who speak only for personal gain, valuing their opinions more than others', without reflection or awareness of their impact.

The luxurious atmosphere around it suggests irony; those who love to talk big often have no sense of reality. They only enjoy the fruits of their labor, without being willing to contribute or understand the other side of a problem.

If this is a sharp critique of the verbal egoism rampant in society, where discussions turn into a showcase of superiority, rather than a forum for exchanging ideas. Are we building understanding, or just making noise without meaning?

analogivangogh

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saya sudah habis dengan perkataan dari manusia manusia sumbar merasa paling benar dan memanfaatkan keadaan, saya bukan tempat sampahmu bangsat........

[clearwizardnerd]

Percuma juga untuk dijelaskan , semua sudah di tutup mata, hati serta telinga , hanya mulut yang di buat untuk bekerja. Setelah berapa lama mulai lah sadar lalu bertanya kenapa bisa ? .... Rupanya itu sudah menjadi alur cerita bahwa dia sudah dipilih menjadi penghuni di ner4k4 ....

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"Kalau dunia sudah pahit, ngapain kita mabuk kepayang juga? Mending kita kerja keras, tambahin gula usaha, seduh dengan tekad, dan sajikan dalam cangkir kesabaran biar hidup terasa manis! Toh, kalau kopi bisa dinikmati pahit-pahit manis, masa hidup nggak bisa?"

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Celebrating the beauty of life while acknowledging the shadows of our past. 🌙🖤 "Age Just A Number, But a Sin is the Tormentors Scream of Satisfaction."

How do you navigate the complexities of age and choices?

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In the quiet moments of longing, I linger like a whisper in the night. You remember me when the world feels empty, yet in the light of day, I fade into the shadows. 🌌✨ Embrace the presence that often goes unnoticed.

I am the echo of your thoughts, present in your solitude but unseen in your joy. Like a star hidden by daylight, my existence is felt only in the absence of light. 🌙💫 Cherish the unseen, for it often holds the deepest truths.

When the winds of life still, I am the name you call out in the silence. Yet, in the brightness of day, I become a fleeting shadow. 🌬️🌟 Recognize the moments that matter, even when they seem invisible.

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