Finally, I versed shading on shadows
Shooting an exile people
Framing the silence and displayed
In Outside greeting's, 'how are you? '
Before crammed into a train
Full of legion, after pitch-black
Kneeling in penny's peron and miss any
Stay away, 'goodbye! '
'There is always a lag behind the language, '
Funnyy, 'is me in my body! '
(Pondok Bambu,2016)
Translated By Setyowati Wulandari
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