Mirah Adi Kusmarini Putra (12/9)
Him, the only one I have.
resting in my heart,
For a time,
He was the only one standing for me.
Him, the only light I ever got,
for he made right my wrong.
Never blame me for my every mistake.
Him, the only hand I need the most,
with scent lingering through my vein.
For a name I could never forget.
He always be the same one.
The one I love most.
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