Every single word I used,
Every single song I sang,
Every single dream I had,
Every single hope I held,
Believe me,
I never regret it.
Not even once.
Titik.
The only thing I regret is,
how the dish I prepared by my own hands,
turns out to be this sour and bitter,
for even me,
found it hard to be swallowed.
Titik sekali lagi.
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