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2:58 PM
Agus
Poetry
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YOU
In the dissolution of the twilight on a beautiful day
The situation is quiet and natural exoticism
Unintentionally, all of you came to mind
Starting from the beginning of my love for the first in my conference,
You really crazy about happens to the sky
It crossed all the crazy things you've ever said,
Remembering all the silly things we've ever done
The birds singing, flowers smiled to see you entertain me
You, yes you .............
You are indeed the first one started with a beautiful smile
You be the first to touch my cheek with spoiled
Because of you I guess, more than anything
You, yes you .............
Let endearments I always hear,
And let the word love you always said
Because you are a sweetheart who had been filling the hearts
Just you yes you only passion of my life
The situation is quiet and natural exoticism
Unintentionally, all of you came to mind
Starting from the beginning of my love for the first in my conference,
You really crazy about happens to the sky
It crossed all the crazy things you've ever said,
Remembering all the silly things we've ever done
The birds singing, flowers smiled to see you entertain me
You, yes you .............
You are indeed the first one started with a beautiful smile
You be the first to touch my cheek with spoiled
Because of you I guess, more than anything
You, yes you .............
Let endearments I always hear,
And let the word love you always said
Because you are a sweetheart who had been filling the hearts
Just you yes you only passion of my life
by radha
2:11 PM
Agus
Poetry
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The Sound Of My
Life
Good season, a good time
I had forgotten, always negligent
Not remembered, in the happy
Provide umbrellas, shelter
Feel the heat, not the limp
I do not remember, whispered the
spirit
Season already, restless world
Hearts moved ,want to worship
Wanted hood, haven
But what about to say
The door is already closed sheer
Although the soul cry complain
I may not be able to take shelter
liver was upset , always regret
by Ika Agus Rizkiani
2:06 PM
Agus
Poetry
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I Frzoe in silence
shouted roared noiseless
shrinkig space-time
I myself amid the ceourd
turns up the life of the higer
I fell...
wind laughing
pebble gravel sgarp break
any debris mocking spirit
that I have...
and now also lost my way in
life without a definite direction
analyze
1.meaning someone who in his solituted he remembered an incident that silenced.
2.meaning someone who was trying to talk to the people around her but ignored so that his cries did not go off.
3.meaning someone who are nolanger able to undergo his tome until the time it feels suffocting.
4.meaning someone who unable to interact with the envionment.
5.meaning someone who live life day to day problems of the mcreasingly numerous and diffcult to pass.
6. someone trying to continue strong through life.meaning someone who feel shame that so large that so large that his heart is not a not a living being wind laughed at gim.
7.were so weak in life alone without a friend / backrest
8.spirit c byollected someone trying to continue strong through life.
9.meaning someone who really lost direction / purpose of life is no longer knew he had to gidup which by the way who
2:05 PM
Agus
Poetry
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For Him
To him that never comes again
Is it hard for looking his face again
With the sad face looking
As missed the moon die
For him who never for me
His heart was tireless drew away
No matter he left me passed
Fidelity fling my time
He is not like me
He is not understand my feelings
He was not disrespected my love
Only he is not aware of my sincerity
NAME : ATIKA SUMARNI
NPM : 2114069
1:40 PM
Agus
Drama
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Transcript from Frozen
§ King: Elsa, what have you
done? This is getting out of hand! [they rush towards them]
§ Young Elsa: It was an accident.
[looking down at Anna in her arms] I'm sorry, Anna. [the King and Queen take
Anna into their arms]
§ Queen: She's ice cold.
§ King: I know where we have
to go. [the King goes through a shelf of books and finds an ancient book, he
opens it and an old map falls to the floor from between the pages, the King and
Queen take the girls and ride their horses through a forest, as they ride off a
trail of ice is left behind them, they ride past young Kristoff who notices the
trail of ice]
§ Young Kristoff: Ice? [Kristoff then
rides Sven to follow the trail of ice] Faster, Sven! [as they reach the edge of
a valley Kristoff hops off Sven and hides behind a rock] Sven! [they watch the
King and Queen with Elsa and the unconscious Anna as they stand in the middle
of an ancient ruin]
§ King: Please, help! My
daughter! [suddenly a bunch of rocks tumble down the valley toward them and
surround them, then they rocks unfold and turn into trolls]
§ Troll: It's the king! [as
they watch from behind a rock]
§ Young Kristoff: Trolls...? [suddenly
the rock in front of them unfolds]
§ Bulda: Shush! 'm trying to
listen. [the troll grabs Kristoff and Sven by the hand brings them in close
against her, Sven licks the trolls face and she looks at them both] Cuties. I'm
gonna keep you. [the head troll approaches the King and Queen]
§ Grand Pabbie: Your Majesty!
[Pabbie takes Elsa's hand] Born with the powers or cursed?
§ King: [to the Queen who's
holding Anna in her arms] Uh...born. And they're getting stronger.
§ Grand Pabbie: Here, here. [she
kneels in front of him and holds out Anna, he places his hand on Anna's head]
You are lucky it wasn't her heart. The heart is not so easily changed, but the
head can be persuaded.
§ King: Do what you must.
§ Grand Pabbie: I recommend we
remove all magic, even memories of magic to be safe. [Pabbie pulls out from
Anna's head memories of Elsa and Anna playing, which floats above them] But don't
worry, I'll leave the fun. [he changes all of her memories of Elsa's magic to
show ordinary memories of the girls playing out in the winter snow and puts
them back in her head] She will be okay.
§ Young Elsa: But she won't
remember I have powers?
§ Grand Pabbie: It's for the best.
Listen to me, Elsa, your power will only grow. There is beauty in it. [he shows
a silhouette of an adult Elsa creating magical snowflakes] But also great
danger. [one of the snowflakes turns red and into icy spikes] You must learn to
control it. Fear will be your enemy. [the spikes turn into human form which
then attack the silhouette of adult Elsa, this frightens Elsa and she turns to
her father who holds her protectively]
§ King: No. We'll protect
her. She can learn to control it. I'm sure. Until then, we'll lock the gates.
We'll reduce the staff. We will limit her contact with people, and keep her
powers hidden from everyone. Including Anna. [the castle doors and windows are
closed and the two sisters separated from each other, Anna watches as Elsa goes
into her room and close the door, Anna looks sad and confused]
§ [on a snowy days,
Anna, feeling excited and wanting to play, rushes over to Elsa's room and calls
out to her]
§ Young Anna: Elsa? [Anna knocks
on Elsa's door and starts singing "Do You Want to Build A Snowman?"]
Do you want to build a snowman? Come on let's go and play. I never see you
anymore. Come out the door. [Anna peeks under the door] It's like you've gone
away. [Anna plays alone with her dolls in the ball room] We used to be best
buddies, and now we're not. I wish you would tell me why. [back at Elsa's door,
Anna peeks through the keyhole] Do you want to build a snowman? [she then sings
through the keyhole] It doesn't have to be a snowman. [she hears Elsa through the
closed door]
§ Young Elsa: Go away, Anna.
§ [Anna looks
heartbroken]
§ Young Anna: Okay, bye. [dejected
Anna turns and walks away, in] [sitting alone in her room at the window, Elsa
looks out longingly, as she touches her hand on the windowsill her hands suddenly
freeze the windowsill, later the King puts gloves onto Elsa's hand]
§ King: [he holds her gloved
hand] The gloves will help. See. Conceal it. Don't feel it.
§ Young Elsa and King: Don't let it show.
[a couple of years later a slightly older looking Anna knocks excitedly on
Elsa's door and carries on singing]
Young Anna: Do you want to build a snowman? Or ride our
bike around the halls? I think some company is overdue... [Anna runs around the
portrait room] I've started talking to the pictures on the walls. [she flips
over the arm of a couch and lands on the cushion and she looks up at the
painting of Joan of Arc] Hang in there, Joan.
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