I fell
the window was a black hole that drags
I am the lover of the same
This story is like night
not painted, but you can fell
blew himself loging to ashes
into light and memories
even for a moment, but I'm happy
This path may be full of thorns
for me, this is a choice. although it is difficult
and no lasting
I know love
like the full moon in the sky a perfect world
and faithful is my friend
I believe
god clutching my heart
Imperfect though this expectation
let it be, I spent just
to time, give true love
Menggala, 111111
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