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These are letters, written in a form of poetry. Please take a look, for maybe it's related to you or your feelings. Maybe it's also a recall for you or those who have been here before. Moreover, maybe it's about you. Please take a deep look and give some feedback. Thank You

Ini adalah surat-surat dalam bentuk sebuah puisi. Aneh kan? Silahkan dilihat. Mungkin ada hubungannya dengan kamu atau perasaan yang sedang kamu rasakan. Mungkin juga bisa mengenai perasaan yang pernah kamu rasakan atau tentang mereka yang pernah mengisi perasaan itu. Terlebih, mungkin ini tentang mu. Dilihat, renungkan, kasih komentarnya ya dan feedback. Terima Kasih.All Rights Reserved

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