Blue Night
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Ayatullah Nurjati
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The black color of the night is shattered by the drizzle that doesn't get tired of crying
Nature seems to be spewing anger
The dwarf poet is a girl who is said to be his lover
A poet who dreams of becoming a prince who is always plagued by the foam of pleasure
A girl who is indeed a queen complains about a life tethered to love
12.28 WIB/18/02/04
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