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Dec 2019
Coloured splatters on the frosty panes
Claps of thunder calling out my name
Quiet drifts on the rainy lanes
Muted by the rain that came

Waterfalls on the clear-cleansed window
The honks and lights: Red, green and yellow
Paint the raindrops and cast a shadow
An empty shell, a heart so hollow

Can’t they leave me here in the rain?
Just go away and board the train.
Why do they look at me as if I’m insane?
Can't they understand?

Leave, leave,​ leave me.​
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     else and Bogdan Dragos
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