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When Pandemic is Over, (Still) the Less is Merrier

Denia Oktaviani

Denia Oktaviani

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I always imagine that probably the world is going to be better

Better to be healed, better to be lived

But I know nothing, instead I quavering by fear

Anxious and sickening by the devil

I used to having cold feet with the eye of crowds and (still) nothing is changing

But truly, I know nothing

Instead, I stare at my fingertips and play with a small spoon that came after my black coffee

Neither one beside me nor behind me

I want to throw myself into the loneliness

But still, I wanna kiss, I wanna hug and I wanna scream breathlessly

I want the world to be the way it is

The way it gives me blue and grey, the way human act as the beast of prey

It feels like forever and haunt us endlessly

But when pandemic is over, I wish nothing but serenity