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Jan 2019
Your permanent melody
isn't the first one I've heard
But smiling,
was the only reaction I did
And I felt strange
of being a tone in your melody

I come down to the balcony lately
catching the sun with its orange
that showers the ground perfectly
As you know,
I'll always love how it rises up
and even goes down shiverly
together with your harmony

I don't sound like any other tone
And none of them are grim
I mean.. yeah
They are made for your ears
Mine, it doesn't sound rhythmic
but none of them are gimmick
You may wanna hear them in the attic.

Oh I'm glad I am me.
I made this under the light, and it's white. So i titled this Whilight.
Written by
It's mwe  20/F/Indonesia
(20/F/Indonesia)   
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