in the open, in the shut
in the jungle, in the house
in the caves, in the lockers
on the mountain on the table
in the ocean,in the water in a mug
in the sky , in the kitchen
on the moon, on the floor
i cannot miss him even if i want to
i cannot escape him, he is my shadow
he is my light, he is my elec lamp
in my sitting in my standing
in my sleeping in my eating
in my seeing, in my doing
he is me , me is him
why go to park, when i am the park
in me he stays parked
ayam
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