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Aug 2015
Four years i sink in books.
Books full of words.
Alphabet pour me down.
They try to burry me soul.
Funny.
Not even the heart they can touch.
Year five.
The day when i wake up.
Where words and alphabet conquer me.
I realize. They make me feel naked already.
Indah Ajeng Ayukusuma
Written by
Indah Ajeng Ayukusuma  Jakarta
(Jakarta)   
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