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Mar 2016
"you're pretty" he said
"I am aware of that" I answered

with my pretty face, I made him turn his
like he's under a spell, his eyes will follow mine
but I hope he'd see what hides deep inside;
look at my heavy luggage and help me unpack them
by then, I wonder if he'd still staring at me
and if he does, in return, I promise to treat him likewise
AM
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AM  Jakarta, Indonesia
(Jakarta, Indonesia)   
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