6 out of 4 madmen agree. In Hell, waitng to exhale. Not dead, not purple, not pale. Sixteen tours around the sun. They kicked the Giant, turn after turn. It is rumoured, her tears salt the Atlantic. Our heroes past finally see retribution. From what was tears and shame for every morning which was not a revolution. Our sons thank us for stories we have not yet made. And inhale, waiting to excel.

these are how clouds looks like in our city. Kelak, bila Allah memberikan kita kesempatan kedua untuk bertemu kembali, aku akan memintamu menjelaskan dan mengajarkan padaku ilmu apa yang sudah kau giati. Akupun juga, akan belajar dengan baik, supaya bisa kuceritakan bekal ilmu yang kumiliki pada kau. Kita akan bertukar ilmu, ya? Juli 11, 2015.