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Oct 2017
Stars
Are getting blurry
At dusk and so are
Eyes

Meanwhile
The body is
Getting weary
Barely can wake up
The moon

The night is dark
And lonely
Even fireflies
Don't shine on me
Afterlight, sixish.
Ismail Nasution
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Ismail Nasution  29/M/Indonesia
(29/M/Indonesia)   
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