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Hujan buatmu rindu,
Rindu yang sebatas luka dan doa,
Yang perihnya masih sama

Ada proyeksi bayang semu,
dari ingatan yang kian usang -namun tak kunjung lekang,
pada sudut kota yang pernah kamu tinggalkan

Pada dinding-dinding kaca itu tersimpan
Percakapan tentang mimpi-mimpi yang kita umbar
Yang kini telah menguap
Dan terlepas dari segenggam angan




Kepada kota ini kamu pulang,
Kepada kota ini kamu hilang


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