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Dec 2019 · 200
INSOMNIA
H A E M L I C Dec 2019
The sun or agony
Who will rise first in my eyes?


21.4.18
Yogyakarta | Haeml;c
Nov 2019 · 162
A Letter to the Wind
H A E M L I C Nov 2019
I’ve written million words
making a poem without
your name inside.


They refused to be
written by me.
Words spread up,
scattered around
inside my head.


Like butterflies,
flew down and played
together.
Joyous until they grew
tired around my stomach;
falling.


Then,
died inside.


Leftover souls
trapped inside words:
crying.


Tears rained down

drop

by

drop


Carving a name

Your name.



9.12.17
Yogyakarta | Haeml;c
Nov 2019 · 118
Untitled
H A E M L I C Nov 2019
You once said you were
falling in love
with my words


Of how they
lead your tears
into the spring


Little that you know
my words
like my very own self
can also be f

                     a

                       l

                         l

                       i

                    n

                 g



17.12.17
Yogyakarta | Haeml;c

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