A small station that people can't help but think no train would call at The train passed by so fast as if the platform does not exist The moment The light from the cheap fluorescent lamp In just a few seconds I knew it clearly Reflected by the tiles Even when the train has left the platform I can still see the waving light from the lead car Every time the light reflected on the window I see a lot of things through the glass It might be us in the past It might as well be myself, Feeling more tired than Imagined The moment The light from the cheap fluorescent lamp In just a few seconds I knew it clearly Reflected by the tiles Even when the train has left the platform I can still see the waving light from the lead car The moment The light from the cheap fluorescent lamp In just a few seconds I knew it clearly Reflected by the tiles Even when the train has left the platform I can still see the waving light from the lead car Right before arriving at the station On the track towards the opposite direction Stands there an abandoned station When night falls at weekends, A sale of broken dreams In the place where ghost in the city gather, MAY WE MEET AGAIN
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