When I can relate to those sweet love songs, and even the corny ones make perfect sense...When we can't stop to bug each other every now and then...When we know that our best friends would probably throw up hearing our lovey dovey conversations, yet we don't care.When I feel irrele . . . (
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On Being Poetic
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Waktu lagi nunggu bis hari Kamis malem kemarin, ada anak cewek kecil berjilbab sama kakeknya duduk di deket gue yang lagi berdiri. Lima detik kemudian anak kecil itu nyamperin gue dan mengajukan kedua tangannya yang gesturenya antara nadah sama mau salaman.Karena bingung, gue pun serta merta mengkor . . . (
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