Complicated
Prolog
“I have learned that if
you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your
yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the
fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember
is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished
ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”
Hai,
apa kabarnya
yang disana? Gua harap
lo baik-baik aja.
Lo
mau tau gak keadaan gua sekarang?
Ancur,
sumpah ancur...