TRAIN STATION

There is a tremble in my glancing eye.

Station is full,

and one after another are preparing to depart.

People...

Trains...

I dreamed of them all.

I know where they are going and where they will arrive.

Good for them!

Such a huge horizon and infinite space.

I am wishing them farewell

with well known pictures in my head.

Need to get away swiftly before I become insane.

It's already too late.

And I didn’t even drink my coffee.

I did not feel the ardor between my fingers.

...And they are already gone.

Train station is full again,

and one after another are preparing to leave.

People...

Trains...

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