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EKATERINA SHUSTKHEM

07/03/2015

To look in the window the filmstrip of rapidly changing images of close, but someone else the present - forests, fields, villages; to automatically turn the pages of the book, looking through; not to notice the curious looks, not to hear, not to see anything happening around; to catch the wandering in the whole body smile and scattering by waves a little thrill - to be there with you on the crowded platform. This spring I have grown fond the trains...

 

...carrying me to you. 

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