Ballad

Dear uncle
Dear Uncle, As the years have passed and I’ve now reached the age of 34, the memories of my childhood with you remain vivid in my heart. I deeply miss those wonderful days spent by your side, where I would eagerly wait my turn to read the newspaper you brought home every day. Despite my young age, I took great pleasure in flipping through its pages, then watching you solve the crossword puzzles at the back. I was always in awe of your intelligence and vast knowledge.
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Indonesia's independence
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Writer Pains
writer pains; the struggle of finding something new to talk about... to write about. the struggle of finding something new
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Faithless Father
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Scars to your beauty
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He Couldn’t Trust Himself
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Reincarnation Regret
A spirit who floated around, In limbo, then suddenly found, He’d return to the Earth, With a new kind of birth, But alas, he’s now just a hound.
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The Eternal Nap
A fellow lay down for a rest, In a coffin, he thought he was blessed. But then with a yawn, He woke up at dawn, In a cloud-bed that felt second best.
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The Pearly Gate Mix-Up
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The Ghostly Surprise
A man once passed on in the night, But woke up with quite a fright. He found himself there, In the middle of air, Wondering who turned on the light.
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Lingering
The lingering, tingling feeling Of when you’re not here The sensation of your presence Still felt Like a welt on my psyche
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Love and Peace Enema
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