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May 2023
lights pass through windows lit by broken bulbs and held by failing foam
moving at miles per whoever knows trying to get home
underground where you can’t hear the rain know the sun shines even on a darkened train
come up from the tunnels where light only flashes in funnels
12-25-22
jaden
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jaden  20/Transmasculine/KC --> Chicago
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