It's like drown into such a deep water that no one can't help, even yourself won't be able to swim in too.
It's like walking on the air that you can't feel the atmosphere you step on.
Everything turns scary and your eyes day by day get hard to open.
Now the only you can see is darkness, darkness and darkness.
Living but the same as dying.
-zhi
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Mengakar Dalam Puisi
Poetrysebuah kumpulan puisi . . . sebuah bentuk "pelampiasan" dalam bentuk tulisan. . . . Mereka mengakar kuat menumbuhkan dedaunan yang rindang ㅡ puisi.
