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  • Published 20150804
  • ISBN: 978-1-922182-90-6
  • Extent: 264 pp
  • Paperback (234 x 153mm), eBook

A FAT SHADOW fell on my desk. ‘Let me see your notebook,’ 

Pak Firdaus said, but I gripped it so tightly that he had to pry it from my fingers. All eyes were on us, but Pak Firdaus didn’t care. He turned the pages with curiosity – poems I’d been writing since elementary school.

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