
Sit above precarious
Look over the carpet of black stars
I dodijelite stars
to accompany me in a lonely
I always follow the
I want to ask it in the stars
What he fell in love ?????
What he wound?
O the stars
Why I am so foolish
Stuck in a love that has long been hidden
To love what?
If only end dumps
Grief in a very
I love him
I care about him
its so easy to mock me?
by: mira kusumadewi














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