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Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.
It doesn’t matter.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a hundred times.
Come, yet again, come, come.

seolah berkaca pada jelaga
siapa aku?
siapa?
kerinduan sepanjang jalan yang tak pernah sirna