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I write sometimes. I read sometimes. The day is going to be well. But I feel I am always broken in many unspoken words. Many poems were written. Many feelings were poured in many cups of the day I spent too much. They said, you are overthinking to yourself. They said, you let more anxiety fill your brain. I said, maybe this is the last time I will do. Maybe I will forget the past and hope everyting is going to be fast. I write sometimes. I read sometimes. Everyday I get I always heal myself. Maybe I was born. Again. And again. And maybe, I will die everyday too.
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Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC
I was born, again, and again.
I write sometimes. I read sometimes. The day is going to be well. But I feel I am always broken in many unspoken words. Many poems were written. Many feelings were poured in many cups of the day I spent too much. They said, you are overthinking to yourself. They said, you let more anxiety fill your brain. I said, maybe this is the last time I will do. Maybe I will forget the past and hope everyting is going to be fast. I write sometimes. I read sometimes. Everyday I get I always heal myself. Maybe I was born. Again. And again. And maybe, I will die everyday too.
Indonesia, 18th April 2021 Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
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Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC
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