that afternoon
I looked at the red sky
with trees
birdsong
and stretch of forest
everything feels very beautiful
I will never forget
when the morning arrives
I stared at the sun
I approached the river lip
I heard bird singing
boisterous clear reconcile
I feel cold water
I understand the greatness of nature
when time starts to change
and I grew up
I filled my day to reach hope
when I come back
in silence now
something's wrong i guess
nature is not like before
green becomes red
clear to black cloudy
the flow becomes dry
jokes the birds have been mute
my nature has changed
I can no longer hear Twitter
I don't even feel cold
I just feel hot and dry
I find it hard to breathe fresh air
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Solo, Tue, 28th May 2019. 7:57 pm
'with love and peace'
Suko Waspodo
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ilustr: Richard Beard
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