An autumn day had wrapped in a thin veil.
There was not any whiff of the cold wind.
A loud sound of the leaving train
was spreading up like in an old sad film.
A throng of strangers went and strangely looked
into wet eyes attempting to clear up
the reason, that completely spoiled the mood.
There was the wish to hide in the mist scarf.
Half-naked wet trees were throwing yellow leaves.
And people dirtied them with their boots.
The last annoying unexpected whistle
told once again the future will not good…
the morning of 21.10.24
I was strong...
Sincerely yours, Thea.
An autumn day had wrapped in a thin veil
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