(Poetry) Rukuk at the End of the Season

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When the rain spread a smile on the roof of the house
You are honored captivated by dawn, refracting orange
Instantly silent, yet warmly stared

The rain began to hum after a ghastly expulsion
You are quietly tied up, dimly lit.
Drifted in a silent rash at the end of the evening
Until the night shook you into dawam

Then running time, seconds scrolling
Day aging, twilight agitated
Morning was condensed wet

You start to tipto reach the branch above your head
Green it, you say. Shady him, you think. Cool, shady on your arm.
Walking up those legs, fumbling around.
Sweat began to wet the forehead.
But restless still quiet, tough.

Up to a magenta ending
At the end of the season, you bow
Falling one by one
Bend in time units that do not want to know
The effort is gone, you are extinct
Vanish into rimah

And in the season nan haru
You are coming back to life
But still with the exclamation
A dream that fell on the forehead of the season
Though the branches descended, though the snow swung
You wake up again

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