Life at Tangsel
It starts with ringing alarms and traffic,
the morning rush of cars on roads,
and half-asleep greetings at the gate.
Arrived with my wandered soul, then the bell rings
a long day begins.
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Class with laughter and sighs,
scribbles everywhere, stress fogging the air.
Some focus, while others wonder
when the break will come.
The cafeteria holds our stories,
shared across tables with warm tea and small bites,
where dreams sound gentler when spoken aloud.
When the day is over, everyone rushes home,
stealing precious nap time before going to war
the war of studying and procrastination.
This is the cycle we repeat,
to survive, to reach our dreams.
Life in Tangerang Selatan moves like this:
busy, yet familiar,
with space always left for simple joy.
