All the feeling of disappointed have been disembarked
Thru the back window of my little wooden hut
Fly thru the surface of misty fogs,
Blown by whispering cold wind
Disappeared slowly
Sound of last raven singing far away
Alomg with tiny light on the horrizon
I am still breathing, life and love
I love you my dears, my two lovers
Forever till the last breath
Syafuan Gani
Luwuk 26 March 2015
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