14-09-2013
At the station,
The lovers met
Somewhere in time,
After the train has stopped.
They stood still for several seconds
Under the light pole
To make sure of each other's features.
And when the breeze slapped their faces,
He held her hands,
And they walked away.
Some see a butterfly and smile
Some see a butterfly and think it’s a moth
And in the end, the butterfly lives for a week
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