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Kamis, 28 Desember 2017

I always have the urge to write when i’m reading, and the urge to read when i’m writing.
It's the same feelings i got when i’m in front of the sea. The sunbeam reminds me of people. Yet, i always found myself longing for the waves when i’m being surrounded by them.

We tend to appreciate something when we were no longer with them.

When our time comes to an end.


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But, i don’t think i will ever feel the same way about you.




(Cipatujah,
pada penghujung tahun 2017)