Aryanto Toabnani
was born in Mauntaikleti on April 14 1998 in a small village in Mnesatbubuk village, Polen sub-district, South Central Timor regency. Since childhood, he has been interested in art and literature and enjoys reading from books stolen by his fourth older sister in the elementary school library.
The sun sets, a fiery ball
Beneath the horizon's call
The world grows still, a hushed refrain
As shadows lengthen, one by one
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In the month of November, when the air turns crisp,
And the leaves fall gently, like a lover's whispered kiss,
The land is still dry, with no sign of rain,
Yet my heart yearns for it, like a sweet refrain.
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God, all of my days
In Your presence, I'll stay
You guide me with love and grace
In Your arms, I find solace and embrace
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In the depths of my heart,
A yearning grows ever strong,
A longing that won't depart,
A hunger that won't be wronged.
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The sun descends, a fiery ball
Its rays a dance, a final call
The sky ablaze, a symphony
A grand finale, a masterpiece
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