By Tom Abdulali (pen-name)
Once again you hear the distant voice
Of the past that’s so remote and far,
You feel down and simultaneously rejoice
At the memories that will never fade,
And you think that it’s too late
To get back what’s gone, what’s covered with dust
You know your restless youth has long passed,
But your good old days and memories of the past
Never disappear and will always last.
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© Copyright: Рустам Абдул-Алиев, 2013
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