Oh Awan

I’ve never met you.
But there are a lot of things I want to tell you.
Manmade satellites and humans’ greed.
There are a lot of issues to be discussed.
Raindrops and capitalism.
There are a lot of minerals and stars, ready to be named.
A lot of trees to be stared at.
But you are no longer here.
All words become winds that whisper.
You’ve gone already and become a star itself.
You, in the loving memory.
Of something that we haven’t made.
In our memories, we never remembered.

6 Agustus 2023

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