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Oct 2021
The bright sky
kisses my eyes,
I'm stunned
and I can't blink.
Clouds hanging overhead.
And the wind
blows my hair
also brings
the music of nature
like the chirping of a bird
perched on a branch.
Cool and calm.
The green leaves
make me not want to leave here,
the place where I always miss,
life in a quiet village
which many people
do not choose to stay.
Indonesia, 4th October 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Written by
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho  25/M/Indonesia
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