Gulchehra Iskandarova
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Gulchehra Iskandarova
TRAIN
Put my hands in love,
If I reach out to you,it will be enough for you.
If I say that I am old,I will leave soon,
The seperation train passes.
He has to come,he will never leave,
Knowing taht the vagons will not be counted.
I cant't reach you my life is passing,
Staring a every passing train.
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