And who could know this city would connect two hearts again,
Would give us back all moments we had lost.
I don't remember much the bitter pain,
My love is in the past like homeless ghost.
I met you. Unfamiliar country.
Cold moon is my best friend.
I promise I'll forget you, I'll try.
But I will love you till my end.
The station is so crowded and so dead.
I see you going to the train car.
And only snow is falling on my head.
And years take away your train far.
april, 2019
And who could know this city would connect...
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