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Ranca Cangkuang
Written by Rizki Akbar Fatihah
The mud I surf, and
The grass I lay on;
My heart laughs restlessly, and my white shoes rejoice.
The river flows fast, and the rocks are still wet;
My heart is blue, and I feel gray.
One by one
The bodies were drenched in the rain,
But their feet remained comfortably motionless,
Even the river shares memories of the sound of its flow,
Mud also shared memories of its slippery;
blue and gray,
Some place.
some of your way,
Empty space.
dance in nature,
Soil becomes the floor.
Some insects mix rhythm,
Some birds Sing a melody.
enliven the heart,
Enliven the soul;
We lost the bet,
We can be fragile;
Be serenity,
Make us enjoy the lamentation,
With everything in your space,
Nature.
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