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May 2015
I don't want to speak
Nor to be alone
Therefore, I will sit
Amidst the crowd
Enjoying their laugh
Mixed with the blaring sound
From my playlist
Smelling the scent of coffee
And my earl grey tea

That way
Only that way, I'd be able
To hold the tears
From my aching heart
*That you caused
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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