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 I miss you Daney just miss your voices and eyes I wish you are okay and connect with your self and I love you Sepa, 2026, August 23rd
amor i miss you i am tired now can you call me back? at 9.30 or 8.30? reading me some stories or singing to me when you can or even just look at me to sleep I feel peace with you I feel to be seen by you I mis you 19 Auguts 2026
 adek, aku rindu suaramu maka kuputarkan lagu-lagu rampai bunga rampai suaramu aku rindu kamu adek Sepa, 19 Agustus 2026
In the morning, when I was awake my body was just so warm then, I remember you your body and its warmth in the airport, we hugged and kissed we will never be apart as you hugged me, I leaned my head on you I love you, amor Sepa, 16 August 2026
 Today, I remembered how bad I treated you make you feel like an evil and disconnect yourself with yourself Ahhh, mono, you are my angel, even until now I love you Daney Sepa, 15 August 2026
I am wondering how you are today, mono? You must be busy with your studies... also, maybe a nightmare and still eating the pasta; you love it so much, right pasta... or maybe you are sleeping on the couch watching movies with papa I am wondering how are you today, mono? I miss you August 13, 2026

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suatu waktu, ada rindu yang bertemu di ujung atap sagu di Nunusaku Upuu sedang merancang sesuatu masa depan yang baru, masa lalu yang haru bertemu rindu berjalan di pelataran pantai tempat leluhur memberi persembahan hasil mengayau aku, terdiam melihat biru dan hijau lautan dan hutan mata-mu dan senyum-mu Lalu, aku memilih bertemu dengan Upuu dalam kata-kata rindu, ataru-janji pada tanah, pada lautan,  Sepertinya aku tidak akan mati cerita ku, cerita mu cerita lautan, cerita hutan
Hi monito I miss you I woke up and just think about I wanna lean on your arms I love you 6, August 2026
 A short reflection First about sleep. Some love this; some need to drink a pill for this. When we were kids, we played every single day and refused to sleep in the afternoon. Some kids could play, but others needed to work to feed themselves. Even as a baby, we sometimes woke up at night while mama and papa were tired; but most of the time it was mama who was the one, because papa acted like a king instead of a papa or even a husband. Anyhow, now, as adults, we prefer to sleep more and more and more, and play more and more and more.  When we were playing as kids, the adults told us we acted like children, small creatures, and instead of playing, the kids should go to bed. Now, as an adult, I cannot sleep very well because of nightmares since my childhood, the fight-or-flight-freeze response, and most of the time I fought in that war. I was jealous of others’ childhoods and how they were able to sleep for 6 hours without waking up, without having so many complex nightmares. I ...