An empty unit with white brick walls. A dark room, lit only by some light pollution spilling over from the man-made metropolis. There, the eternal boy stands still in his pyjamas. Watching. Contemplating. Doing anything he can afford to do without having to move. Anything, to shake away that corroding feeling that was creeping into his core of stability. His very own intense loneliness.
Kuis 1: Bahasa
5 years ago
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