harty raharjo

The Mist

All the sudden I can feel the air twice colder than usual
I take a deep breath hoping to comfort myself with my surrounding
and yet it useless; as if I'm drown into the cold

As I thought, a little mess and there I am
drowning into the deep, falling into the mess itself
counting, questioning, what I have missed?

Why can't I found you here

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