The Missed

I lay,
miss fire repose,
that burns the whole soul,
who tore my subconscious,

Yeah I miss,.
ridu to
former country,.



Peaceful with a Bhineka Tunggal Ika,.
affluent with its leader,.
and tranquility with nature.

now it's all gone and the scar again.
only a memory at any time
back emerged as the heart is missed,.