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Aug 2017
The ship slowing down,the vehicle people's entered, a man calls calmed the roar of current on chest split the sound of trumpets.

Many ships in the harbor, and always crossing straits of ripples the heaviest, but they always far away, such as islands that captured by the ocean, the memories floated.

Sea's always blue, like lip beaten
Tongue's closer
Want to say missed​
Longing front of the deck,
but the wind dreadful you're.

One day you catch the sea,
grabbed eye's with no edge, sums up distance that creates but nevertheless

2017
Arco Transept
Written by
Arco Transept  33/M/Indonesian
(33/M/Indonesian)   
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     Hasan Aspahani, --- and Gilang Perdana
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