Sunset in Tanah Luas
That evening I crossed the border of the beautiful eastern horizon.
I found simple beauty in the faded twilight. It's like a faded mood in the heart of a woman who is wounded by unceasing love.
At dusk many girls pass by with gratitude even though deep in the mind there the wind hit the branch of the forked heart.
Look at the sky that never tired of giving the color of the universe. Lazuardi becomes love down
to the happy heart of every twilight story.
