Poet: Dusk Light collector

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I walked into the night. dusk light is lost. let me in, without knocking. I say hi.

Pedestrians at night. the poets who missed the night. lovers who picked up the evening light. from the sun. light a fire in the evening quiet.

I walked into the night. with fire in the head. I’ll burn with all the lonely nights. with all its dreams. My silent. own.

Night is a longing that never goes out. a fire lit silence. on to explain in the eyes of the heart

This poem was written/submitted by Nanang Suryadi.

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