Gin Rahadian

Rookie (1 Oktober 1987 / Indonesia)


I'm the calf, transformed shoots fire
When Shiva busy fingers squeezing clay
Forming another ox for my soul

The sun was almost sinking the entire light purplish
At the base of the sea. And in the panhandle tongue waves, stored
anxiety bare legs on a bed of yellow coast.
So do you, I know that the arrogant pedalungan
Must be lit with torches and blue my body

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