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I write a lot. Every seconds, every hours, every day, every month. But I realize you won't come back.

2011-06-01

mother, sorry.

she's gone.
for two weeks.
studying.


suddenly i miss her.
her cook, touch, advice, anger, voice,everything.
she told me to stay home on friday
coz adok ya want to come home.


i said harsh words
saying i don't want
she just silent
'i wanna sleep'
that's what i said
she turn off the phone.


mother, sorry.

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