My Wish

I just overthrown in dumb morning

The breeze’s whisper and the bird’s song

Just become plain’s play

The sun accompany me to be astonished

The creaking pace

And the apparent image

For waiting a wish

Is not certainly

I won’t ever to know

What a back carpets of grasses

El-Wafie, the sixth class of MTA Female from Bekasi

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