"Where is the sun?" The cloud asked. "I really miss him . . ."
"Where is the wind?" The bird asked. "I really miss him . . ."
"Where is the rain?" The grass asked. "I really miss him . . ."
"Where are you?"
"I really miss you . . ."
(Hari-hariku masih suram, sesuram awan mendung yang menggantung di sore hari)
P.S. Sedang memasuki masa ujian, namun pikiranku masih dipenuhi oleh bayang-bayangmu.
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