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Jakarta, 29 September 2015 // 05:13

What I did.

I woke up and saw a beautiful Sun.

She was so close and peach.

She let the wind breathed, because she knew,

she was too hot to bear by Morning.

I took a picture of her,

with my eyes closed.

She was not as pretty as eyes could see.

But still, the Sun and my morning,

I've never realized how pretty she could have been.

No wonder the Moon loved her so much.

I fell asleep before I could see her again,

but it was warm, and it calmed my soul.

I talked to my man today,

just to tell him how my day went.

He listened.

I was here.

and he was there.

We didn't see each other.

But just like the Moon and the Sun,

We exist in silence.




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Tevinstein Amos