when adolescence
my dream never change
but in everyday life
dreams
bring my mind to fly hovering
although only can go hand in hand
running after-school
in the shade of tamarind trees java
and trees Ketapang
that the row-row planting
as shaded footpaths roads
after until the house
when nap
the girl's face
attached under the pillow
restlessness that carried flow
breathed the breath of the night
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