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Nobody resolute Rather than the rain in June Its yearning-drizzle is hidden To the tree which has bloom Nobody wise Rather than the rain in June His footprints is erased Which hesitant in the way Nobody skillful Rather than the rain in June The unspoken thing is ignored Absorbed by the root of the flower tree source : Sapardi Djoko Darmono

One day later My body will die But in the distich of this poem I wouldn’t acquiesce you alone One day later My voice wouldn’t be heard again Yet among rows of this poem I will steadfast investigate you One day later My vision will be unrecognized again Yet, in the letter cracks of this poem I’ll look for you forever