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I will continue to wait until the end of the boundary.
The gaze penetrating all the aral is no longer a barrier.
I have to be stuck here for a long time.
Like a palm that will not falter despite the storm
The walls seem to have tired of looking at me here
Waiting for the uncertain until the sunlight began to pull over
Is not your promise just for me
Or just as a stimulating link
Just quiet that accompany me to talk
Tell me a story ago to keep me awake
Like a frame that decorates the walls
I wait to the limit later.
Menyoe bit bits hana kajak.
Jan who meurumpok ku kham tub face keuh ..
