One dares not to price-tag a legacy.
It’s undeniably sacred;
Not of the rituals, but of the identity;
A heirloom well-kept and adored.
not a talker but has a lot to talk about...
2017, 365 posts in 365 days, culture, Friday night, Indonesia, Jakarta, Just a thought, Life, local, Photography, poem, Poetry, world
batik, Friday, heritage, identity, June, legacy
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