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Feb 2016
I hate trains
Not as much as planes
But it beats walking in the rain
Don't sit there
That seats reserved
I'm saving it for my new best friend
Once she hops on I'll be at the end
To the end of the line
Til the end of time
I said that you would be mine
But this train is running late
So I must account for this change of fate
You missed your chance
The doors have closed
We left you on the platform in your lonely trance
But of course it must be my fault
You couldn't read the schedule I transposed
Just a minute too late
You were busy filling your plate
I was busy filling your place
This train I'm on only goes one way
Its moving forward
Its taking me away
AK93
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AK93  24/M/United States
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