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Authority Of Night

By Nofia Ulfa

To the dark of cloudy

How's life?

Hope the cloud still beside you

But, doesn't she drops the rain again?

Please tells to her, I miss the rain so much

I know You have dropped the sweet rain yesterday

But why I miss it again?

It's not an order the rain to represent my feeling

I just miss it

I miss something I can't touch

I miss something real but separated by times

I've close my eyes

Look up this hands while ask "the night" to interpret my heart

Without one or two witnesses

Pit to Allah, My Night's Authority