Untitled #9

As a child, sometimes we loss our dolls or toys.
As a teenager, sometimes we lost our freedom because all of the rules.
As a young-adult, sometimes we missed several incredible opportunities.
As a parent, sometimes we lost our unborn child.
Even as a parent, our child probably die before us.
The elderly probably had seen so many lost in their life.
Even our lost cannot stop our life, so just move on..

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Inspired by my own felling, i miss someone I don’t even have a chance to talk up to now. I just heard a bad news from one of my friends. In that very sad moment, i wrote this on a moving minibus to Bandung and suddenly the rain dropped. (4/7)

as this notes published, i chatted with that person twice. (9/7)

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