A Youth In Life "AL"
School Atmosphere
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Hufttts....
hundreds of minutes have disappeared...
tick.. tick... tick...
the clockwork rotates as fast as lightning, spending what should be an easy time lazing around.
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When the physical members are sitting on a wooden bench that may be deliberately made by humans as a stopover.
Out of nowhere this feeling suddenly had an awkwardness, "ah ,,
no more hallucinations, "
whisper my heart to my own feelings.
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Unceasingly, thinking back to a young man who was running in the rain yesterday.
Ah. who?
My curiosity really shows up now.
Glass-coated eyes make it hard for me to look into his eyes.,
However, it feels like coming back to meet a second time or more!!. to get rid of my curiosity,.
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The school bell rang....
the touch of a hand seemed to just stick to the shoulder and surprised me at the daydream that somehow has mastered this mind.
“woy!”
the voice that accompanies the touch of the hand that I had previously felt.
“guest glasses!”
I was surprised to say a word.
“who?”
ask a man who was almost ordinary with me when my body was at school,,
maybe you can say friend.
“not!”
spoken again by my tiny lips to jerry.
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Muhammad Jerry Irawan, a 16-year-old student, lives in a suburban residence.
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Probably almost forgot, though,.
or intentionally forgotten!!
my identity and the ins and outs of the family I have may never have been written in the story I have experienced and may now be whispering to everyone.
But one thing,,
I want to tell you about a young man,.
Yep…..
the young man in my life and the beginning of the opening of the sheet.
and doodles in the chance of life that may have been deliberately given by God.
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It is easier to call my body or just call myself “aL”.
just one word, and only one word, and,,
"dave"
but for sure !!,
and what I really want to remember in memory is not my life, not my name, nor the times I was given this opportunity to live....
because it's.....
I hope God really gives me a golden opportunity, you know,,
gold !!!
nope,,
Pearls,,
Diamonds !!! more precisely...
Yep....
such an opportunity that I really expected !!!,,
the chance to meet and weave a travel story that I will make in my life...
with a young man,,
a young man who always appears in my imagination,,
a young man who is always present in my memory,,
in the deepest shadow of the dream, to the bottom..
like the Sea ??
maybe a black sea, a dark sea, maybe,,
because it's so deep, so damn,,, it's,,
Mariana Trench....
!right !!!
my curious peak reached its limit...
can I go crazy, Sadness??
Hopeless!!!
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ik...... ik..........
the clockwork seems to slow down, though,,
not the same !!
in the morning, it felt like lightning, then,,
like a flash of light just passing by.
but at the moment....
what !!!
boredom began to enter my heart, the feeling of anxiety began to greet...
"hhhhh, I feel like going home"
grumble my tiny lips...
The atmosphere of the school is increasingly nauseating, increasingly saturating my empty mind.
Run???
where?,,
it feels like there's no spoiled place,,
lazing around, even emptying for a moment my mind continues to spin around in my brain like a fan propeller...
the stronger it spins, the,,
it makes me sick, it gives me a headache.