Ship
reach what island
how pappa contact
we have been long enough [do] not meet
possible two months
you burned [by] day sun
gnawed [by] the coldness of night wind
medial [of] fish which hop
incured [by] your ship net
or porpoise
your friend play at
try to narrate more amount of
night story
[in] ship.
poem by Prasetya Utama
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