Late nite in the window, sourrounded
Moon look pale hold a fear dreamed
Into my insomniac alleyways darked
Your face float silenced
Limitless time to remaining age summarised
And destiny is a load from payload travelled
So with this poem I sang
None of your figure out as lullaby
(Pondok Bambu,2016)
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