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June 15, 2015
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June and Rain
What if I say that I miss you?
Because rain starts to pour and it reminds me of you.
But I only heard the sound of the rain.
Because it's too painful to watch the grey skies.
And for every raindrops that touch the ground, there's a prayer for you.
tak ada yang lebih tabah
dari hujan bulan Juni
dirahasiakannya rintik rindunya
kepada pohon berbunga itu
- Sapardi Djoko Damono
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