I have been wandering along the west and east coasts.

POETRY OF THE WANDERER

I have been wandering along the west and east coasts

On the shore of this desolate shore, I was alone and witnessed

I love this life when I cried when half the land became an ocean

And to this day, finding my beloved is gone

I am just a wanderer now

I am tired of wandering all the time

I want to rest with friends who have preceded me

Banda Aceh, October five two thousand and eight

“Fate has even surprised a man, in a short number of years. How the same hometown looks so alien when looked at different times, all changed.”

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