Tubagus Rangga Efarasti
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Men Seeking Self
I'm half the man with guts
No longer hold back the hearts turmoil
I insisted the man himself
Stood waiting for the sun disappeared
After night, lonely and alone
Tobacco smoke is so misguided
Raced hope so fascinated
I'm a man with ten fingers
Profiled fighting or verses agony
Selantas diagnose the vacuum slowly
Continue to wonder at the darkness and the moon
If I'm me or I was not I?
If I can be me intact or only half?
I'm the man who came home with no answers