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My 2 am
The heavy rain just too okay to remember something, or maybe someone? It’s like thousand memories that used to be faded back again. Rain drops to the ground create bittersweet harmony that forced to play in human’s brain. Rain targeted a loss control one, who wakeup at 2 am and missing somebody. It continously attack people consciousness to make people accidently grab their handphone and take uncontrolled action.
                Some peple said loving people is like a cherry pie, the others believe missing someone is like feel the honeydew. For me personally, missing somehow relate with waiting. There’s always waiting while missing someone. Majority of people hate gambling. The one who gambling is people who willing to sacrifice themselves. Talking about waiting, the possibility just about whether the person that we waiting for will come back or not. That’s gambling
                It’s 2 am and I cannot even sleep, my eyes refuse to close.....
*to be continue

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