catatan #11

a floating thought. 

waning moon shines over the valley, 

below, a landscape peppered with lights

flickers

a tinge of melancholy, nostalgia: 

the longing for a time that passed long before me,

for a place that lies on the horizon,

where houses spread, peppered the darkened landscape with lights

and flickers

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