Restless poetry about a broken heart
Friendly creatures who look weak
I am not a thug nor am I a kiayi
And I'm also not a spiderman let alone a priyayi
The face that is infuriated is looking up in despair
Like a shining star that looks strong
Linked with bruises, - a quiet face
He said that the doctor was the angel Gabriel, instead he was impressed as the real embodiment of God
Spreading pebbles in an abstruse realm
So the nosy tiger that gnaws at the jail fleas
Patients can only hope that they don't get injected too often
Meanwhile, the beautiful sister is crass for a face-to-face leaf
Medical buildings are like diamonds
Medicines taste like a screen of repentance
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