PU (07-01-1949 / Kutoarjo)

In Eyelid Death

Mist hovering kite
At the foot of the mountain
Lightweight white cotton like
Morning breeze
Not translucent sun
When the sun broke through the
He yawned into the blue sky
Being gray clouds
Together with water vapor stream
ground water
Water on the leaves of taro
clear up
real
There is a desire of people
Behind the mist that hovers
How white cotton
In eyelid death
I climb the mountains, through the fog, looking for your secret
Ends up on the road ujun
As you

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