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thieves
memories are the thieves of my sleep-time. they come at night wandering around the corridors of my brain-cell, trying to get my attention. they are getting more interesting to be noticed minutes by minutes. they evolve into horrendous imagination, and then flung into a dream abyss. once I surrender to it, I cannot wake up without feeling terrorized.
outfit
mismatching outfit this day won't be perceived as weird for one, but he would suffer in the future when he looked back on what he wore yesterdays.
chaos
she saw people waiting for their turn, suddenly chaos inside her started to vomit the food she ate before
dissolve
the bacteria dissolve in the water they called ooze some memories dissolve faster and remain as a buzz
toadstool
i bought a box on a art market. they said there toadstool will grow if i give it enough water everyday. i am so excited.
farmers
I'm so lucky to get this word. I am an agricultural student. I discuss with farmers. They are superheroes. Sometimes when I did not finish my dinner, I'll be in regret.
ski
I can't go skiing since we have no snow, since the sun always comes up before any ice floor that shiny like mirror below those feet turn as hard as glass.
quilted
the quilted clouds floating around the plane determine the fate of people on the passenger train decide the destiny of souls on the sea lane this is a part of life called refrain
temple
sunrise above Setumbu Hill a beautiful scenery of Borobudur very early in the morning it's cold before your hand grabs mine
dating
likely I have not finished this poem last night the idea seems vanished left this paper in plain white like those words fled away when we were dating we could not even saying good bye on that Christmas day
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