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A Tale About This Person


Once upon a time, this person came to your life. He/she enlightened your days, challenged your thoughts and shared the same jokes as yours. Sometimes this person was quirk and awkward, but turned to be so warm and wise on the other time. Unlike the other persons you had met before, this person did not build a great expectation only…

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Today, She Listens To Her Favorite Song


They say, when you fall in love, you listen to the music. But when you’re broken and in despair, you understand the lyric. Today, she feels his presence. She listens to the music and tastes the lyric. She remembers his warm lips, and his voice, and his arms enveloped her body. Today, she listens to her favorite song for her mind filled with…

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Being Nobody And Having Nothing


One day, you’ll wake up in the morning and feel the peaceful silence. You will cherish the moment of being nobody and having nothing. That morning you’ll think about nothing. And nothing, nothing matters in the world. All of your possessions, fame, thoughts, and all the worldly wealth will mean nothing. They all vanish by the time you see the…

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Sebatang Rokok Absurdmu


  “Sejak kapan kau kembali merokok?” “Kau tahu, di dunia ini ada banyak hal yang tidak mudah.” “Berhentilah merokok!” “Tapi tidak berarti kita harus menyerah.” “Hei, asapmu!” Kau melirikku sesaat lalu kembali menghirup rokokmu dan menghembuskan asapnya ke arah lain. “Karena menyerah cuma buat pengecut,” kemudian kau menghirup rokokmu lebih dalam. “Kalau kau menghembuskan asap rokokmu ke arah lain, tak…

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She Told This To Her Conscience


I’m listening to silence that whispers how she misses you a lot. This tic-tac sound of her clock has become her best friend while waiting you to come home. She misses the way you pinched her arm. She misses the natural fragrance of your body. She misses your nose that wrestled on her cheek. If you find that she often…

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Kepada Tuan


Setiap pagi, aku yang mengetuk pintumu, membangunkanmu, menyiapkan sarapan dan kopi hitam kesukaanmu. Aku pula yang menyiapkan kemeja dan celanamu. Seketika kau berangkat dengan mobil kodok tuamu itu, maka aku sendiri. Menatapmu yang terus menghilang di kejauhan. Aku yang memijat telapak kakimu saat kau pulang. Kau tahu, senyum dan terima kasihmu sudah cukup membayar semuanya. Asal penatmu lenyap, itu sudah…

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