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_"Setiap kali aku mengingat pertemuan pertama kita, bahkan jika hidup diulang kembali, pada musim semi itu aku tetap ingin bertemu denganmu."

— Lin Zhixiao, The Oath of Love_


Kau epigraf kopi pagiku,

Aromaterapi saat resah rindu,

Ungkap jejak kekasih dulu,

Yang sirna di lorong waktu.


Visual biasa baik-baik saja,

Seakan tak sandang lara,

Padahal debar liris beda,

Kau rapuh dikepung rasa.


Kasih, rehatlah sejenak ragu,

Pada suratan buatmu kelu,

Ada secercah asa beradu,

Raih impian pasti dituju.


Lantas, bila harap hampa,

Siasati kembali cita-cita,

Mungkin saja kau lupa,

Doamu belum tepat muara.


"Bersimpuhlah!"


Tumbang Miri, 14 Juni 2026.

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