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I love you, Habur terminal , for you are one white blank page
that I am about to grab right now, only a few minutes away
from me. Many are the times that I had dreamed of passing
you all those years of the last century, without any hope, in
deed .
I really am to wonder,
What is it that I could have done, but chose not to do?
And what is that thing, that I should have avoided doing it ?
Is it just because of all this that I am negotiating the bridge
of life?
Is it just for all this that I take the trouble to breath and
sigh? And dwell into death's final times ?