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 May 2020 a poet gray
Oka
Tiada salah membiarkan raga terluka
semakin dalam jarum jam menusuk Memang, tiada obat untuk semua derita
Tak salah menerima pilu dalam khusyuk
 May 2020 a poet gray
Dustin
It is odd for a soul like mine
to exist in such an era as the present.
A soul who dwells in both past and future,
and seeks for a time that does not exist.
Someone important coined the title and it still keeps me thinking as to this day and this is my interpretation of the said phrase. :3
I correct my own grammar.
Never anyone else’s.
Not out loud, anyway.
Line from my book: Lifeline byFS (a work in progress)
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