My brain wanders, looking for direction
Where ojeks once darted passed the Hello Misters of children,
The streets are silent and the pubs are full.
My lungs rejoice.
My liver braces.
My heart slumps.
Tags: Australian suburbia, Jakarta, vital organs
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I dread this day.
But what beautiful poetry has come out of your sadness.
i miss you
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