I never stopped, searching for the sound source of a beautiful melody that kept on singing and crying at the same time, reminding me of the dark night fog last month, when I invited you to recollect the nostalgia of the past, in the haunting dimension, where you and I shed all the turmoil.
I never tire of stepping on the footsteps of the lonely footprints of pedestrians, as well as the solitary footprints and footprints of hikers, all of whom walk all the way to the magnificent altar where you sit and sit on the throne of patience , sincerity and self-sacrifice are tiring at the end.
I will maintain the patience with which you have taught for millions of years, through the scribbles of scripture, the whole chapter, page after page, line by line, carefully written in the heart written by the back of a lonely room, where you let go. all the spills of past memories and hopes of the future.
I will continue to follow the motions of the heartbeats that always encourage me to keep going, forgetting all the pain, ignoring all the fatigue, avoiding prejudices, so that I will continue to focus on one goal point that is all manifest and present look clear ahead.
I will continue to look for parts of the lost body that have been flown into the clouds, and have metamorphosed in different shapes, with thick eyebrows, but still cast a charming smile. I would still keep the morning frostbite feeling cool, mingle with the fog that kept shaking the body, remembering the familiar facial expressions as the crack of dawn signaled the presence of excitement, replacing the passing of silence.
I will continue to invite you to talk, in the stillness of the night, though the twilight we have to spend together at the pier in the evening is far from sight, for I know how precious the meaning of a short phrase is called loyalty.
Cimahi, Indonesia, 12 September 2019
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