September journey
In this September rainy day
I choose to travel by Railway
To follow new and special strangers.
So, I just put on my backpack,
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In this September rainy day
I choose to travel by Railway
To follow new and special strangers.
So, I just put on my backpack,
The sky is silver-grey; the long Slow waves caress the shore
—On such a day as this I have been glad, Who shall be glad no more