THE FINAL WHISTLE…
Do we forget
The approaching whistle…?!
There,
At the last station,
There’s room for all,
And the train doesn’t care
If passengers have anything
In their pockets…
It leaves only smoke behind.
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Author:
sami mulaj (
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