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I used to think that silence was a kind of protection. If I kept my thoughts folded neatly inside me, then no one could twist
If you’ve read my last piece, then you’d know I’ve survived what felt like an unsurvivable time in my life. I lost three of the
“Would you still love me if I were a cockroach?” he insisted on hearing my answer to the most cringe question in the 21st century.
You were such a contradiction in my life,the kind that quietly rearranged the way I understood closeness,because nobody seemed to understand me or misunderstand me
The moment. How could I ever forget the moment that held oceans of laughter,rivers of change, and quiet storms of feeling? The moment that did
Budak kecil itu Aku dekati Aku amati Bahu dia aku pegang lembut Pipi dia aku sentuh perlahan Kepalanya dahaga usapan Seakan dunia sedang menunjukkan bahagiannya