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 Good Bye by Sukasah Syahdan 
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 Remember the old drunk at your church
 who elbowed me on the ribs
 and muttered something I undestood not?
 You said he meant he wanted to talk to God
 I returned his with mine and said "Me too…"
 
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 You slipped away through the exit,
 slowed down your gait and threw a faint smile.
 As the train moaned my way back home, I tried
 in vain to make it out; but when the afternoon
 shuddred and yielded to the cold evening,
 away faded my expectation. Like your name
 that I had fingered down on the frosty train window,
 you were the one I feared who was leaving.
 
 (Zala-Bp 1992-1994)
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