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A Blank Call
English Poetry |
Many things were left
to be shared with her
since the first meeting
in a local train.
We traveled
in the same train
for years.
I can’t remember
how many times
we met
but I can recall
how many times
we departed.
One day
she left the train
forever
then I knew
the meaning of a blank call.