My super dungeon, my best companion, my glasses, my cup of coffee.. eehm what else.. uhh my writing book and pen. that's all i need to make me feel sooo comfort. and i start to looking for my sense of humor which is God make me have to find it and searching a bit hard somewhere. Sometimes i have to ride my bike someplace. In mountains, forests, lakes, beaches even suburbs and downtown. I lost sometimes. i kind a like this journey. ehhm.. what was i looking for? ooh yes.. My sense of humor
Right now,
I have a conversation with the rain
About you
I said,
This time I won't be back
To reroute and tracking the sense
That once we're happy
Once we're sad and scattered
Now
You said,
Just feel it
and let it go
Let it go
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