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Hey, there! I'm Tatya, almost 21, Indonesian and live in Narnia. This blog may contain uncontrolled imaginations and emotions









Today, I'm writing again.
Thursday, September 8, 2016 @ 10:57 PM - Permalink | 0 Chats

Today,
I'm writing again.
This time is not for you,
nor for my past sadness
that consumes
and kills the light in my eyes.

Today, this morning,
I looked up to the sun.
And I knew without asking,
because there are things that can not be seen.

Boy, you know the less you learn.
What goes unsaid doesn't go unheard.
So today I'm writing again,
to remind you that everything healed,
eventually.


(an empty classroom, September 7th 2016)