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Names on Crumpled Paper
in the dim room, i write
your name on the paper's edge,
fingers trembling, ink hesitates
as if afraid of permanence.
kain sarung drapes the chair,
holding whispers of our past,
the plastic creaks under time's weight.i speak to the wall, careful
words barely escape my lips,
the paper crumples, discarded,
yet it carries …
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Glow of the Phone
In the quiet room, darkness spreads,
a screen glows with silent whispers.
Words drift like forgotten laundry,
the scent of detergent clinging,
to memories washed away.Fingers pause, hovering over letters,
as if searching for meaning lost.
The room holds its breath, waiting,
for acceptance to gently descend,
that all that's left is a memory.