I can see, see the trains passing,
Passing and rolling by
From a distance,
But how to avail of
As have some official assignments and obligations
Which but bind me otherwise
And restrict from boarding?
My house lies there, my office here
And I helpless in between
Thinking of my home,
Getting homesick and nostalgic
But what to, what to do?
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