A farewell hope not the last.


We were stuck,
In the storm,
With umbrella,
As our form,

We braced it,
And haste it,

We crossed the road,
And our shoes both wet,
Reached the station,
and a long wait yet,

Then it came for us,
A farewell hope not the last.

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