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Stealthily I visit Ioneliness
Stealthily I visit Ioneliness
in rain, in the moisture of dew
then slowly I stroke its brow
cold, stiff
Cold and desolate, creeping comes the blue of sky
the cold of the season among the grass flowers
so friendly, and once gazing up at the height of hills
the tips of the pines sway
channeling all desolation towards me
Then, when dusk claims the body
shadows in one fathom
loneliness looks on quietly
in a million colours
gazing, holding hands
stealthily I leave with desolation
and chat all night
Banda Aceh, 1987
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