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Story of My Life

Is this even real?
The night breeze
The constellations
The moon
Perfectly aligned in their own ways
But, here I am
Trembling in a chaos of my mind
Seeking for help
No ever exist human even care
I've tried and I'm tired
But you know what
Those perfection of night
Wouldn't have happen
If the Perfect doesn't invented it
It wouldn't
If the One wants to help me
He will
So i shall ask
and He shall show His mercy
and I will be perfect too
perfect as who I am.
©syazana