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Another lonely winter day, going to work.
I spent another morning dreaming about her.
It was at a train station.
The last station
The worst of them all.
And she made fun of me
With its perfect beauty,
In open phrases
It was breaking my heart.
I return to reality
Precious reality,
Where did you pretend to be
As my soul sister.
It was so our ...
I felt it so uniquely ours,
That does not seem strange to me
Your retaliation
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