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Oct 2016
i lay my faith
on nothing
but an empty sheet
of sacred paper

and i found
my self scattered
on the floor
but it doesn't matter

when all
that you see
is an ocean of sin
it will never get better

so i close my arms
hoping
that i could see you rise
from the nether
tio
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tio  Bandung, Indonesia
(Bandung, Indonesia)   
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