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Terbangun seperti biasa... keheningan malam yang menenangkan, betapa sepi dan hanya bisa merengkuh bayang-bayang orang yang kita cintai dalam kalbu.

Terbelenggu rasanya, mungkin sudah lelah dengan med, atau kegelisahan yang selalu tiba ketika akan ditinggal pergi, entah lah... Aku hanya merasa berburu dengan waktu dan aku tak sabar untuk menjalani prosesnya dan mengetahui akhirnya.

Lelah sudah... Bilapun akhirnya yang kucintai pada akhirnya pergi, mungkin aku tak kan mencari lagi. Sudah cukup dan capai buatku melalu proses itu-itu lagi. Berusaha menyesuaikan, saling mengerti dan gak ketinggalan dong, saling melukai.

Ya aku baru saja meminum med ku yang lain untuk atasi insomnia ku. Dan aku isi waktu dengan menulis tanpa jelas di pagi hari... dan hm... aku tak ingin tidur.. sangat tidak ingin, tapi logic said i need to sleep.

Can we just have a good dream family or circle of friends who love each other and out of hate from this world? Why we need to go to a process like pemilu every 5 years while I should to see so many hate speech from everyone?

The world is suffer enough, so many hate in it, can we just stop adding hate in it and live peacefully?
Ah well, i m just keep dreaming... well, now time to see how effective the med by trying to lay my head on my pillow again...

night night all... hope can meet something good to see in my dream. I am missing her so much...

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