keheningan ruang tunggu

• Hujan Pertama di Ruang Tunggu

  I sit, watching the streetlamp flicker
  A lone sentinel in the quiet drizzle
  The first rain taps softly on the roof
  I trace the rhythm with silent thoughts
  Each drop a memory, a whisper of past
  As if the earth breathes anew
  I am caught in this moment of pause

  The world outside shimmers with …

  16 April 2020

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