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End of year afternoon

NGUYEN VIET THANH January 27, 2025 16:00

The familiar sound of the city train. For some, it's like the urging voice of the heart... The author has special feelings about the last afternoon of the year.

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The grass on the dike shed a strip of yellow leaves. Spring is coming and suddenly it shines brightly.

The grass on the dike shed a strip of yellow leaves
Spring is coming and suddenly it is shining
The storm that destroyed the banana plantation is now waking up.
The flags of young green leaves flutter.

The old dike. Yes, winter.
Look at the banana ship. Oh, new page.
The flood of the past has now become a calling land.
Spring flowers are in full bloom on the trees.

The mist spread white within arm's reach
Behind that place are many secrets
The riverside promises the most beautiful flowers
Life never stops, baby.

The sound of the familiar city train
With someone like the urge of the heart
Self-transcendence cannot be stopped. Until…
Hand in hand, we walk towards: Spring.

12/2024

NGUYEN VIET THANH
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