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May 2015
A winter train,
Cross Europe fairytale,
A blue line
On a white table map.

A time capsule
Frozen in a constant motion,
An armored horse
Riding blindly into an abyss.

Creeping silently
Through the forest,
Charging the cities
For one hour stops.

Stumble upon the tracks,
A rumbling lullaby
Awake from the nightmare
With a whistling scream in the night.
Vadim Bravo
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