itself in the niche
no limits to complain
which then rises modestly
full of twists along the way
arum the rapids and swift
wetting all imagination and thought
describe the aroma dream sahdu
but not resting
if this identity has been far
wander away kehilir and kehulu
sailed the ocean without borders
which became decisive moment
scent of love is not felt
only melancholy that feels
if the heart has fallen
feels much nonstop
O fragrant aroma sleep
Where do you take it all a dream
if it is locked superbly liver
long, winding hallway.
By : Galih Gumelar
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