I think. I want to travel the worlds. See what i won't to see.
I think. I want to scream. as loud as anyone can hear.
I think. I want something pure. as pure as snow.
I think. Maybe i'm pretending. you know, i only child in the mature body.
I think. I don't care who i would be. that's just a remedy.
What i think is, I don't have a dreams. I just come and face the problems.
same as other creatures.
any ways, He cares what you think.
28.12.2018
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Ruang Hujan
PoetrySecarik antologi kata dan imaji rasa. a couple stories (or just words?) of mind with endless fight deep inside. vote if you enjoy!