the ephemeral meeting,
walked so hard, with trepidation of being lost.
tomorrow have to get back to work, riot ended.
the rise of internal chaos never ends.
books and tests are awaiting.
i dont mean to cover anything.
dear you,
we are from different age, religion, citizenship.
we dont even chat.
we dont meet frequently,
but i remember your smile, your kindness, your faith and devotion in your creator.
now, you bereave all of us. may those you loved who are in agony right now will be blessed with fortitude sooner,
bon voyage.
i emphasize your pain, i symphasize your predicament.
inferior, btY
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