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The Airport Bus

Forty seats,

Occupied by 40 different personalities.

The destination,

For now,

Is same.

Just passing the time:

Gazing out of the window,

Talking to a stranger,

Engrossed in mobile phones,

Taking a nap.

Or writing,

Like me.

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21 / F

Published: Dec 10, 2016
LinesWords: 1237

Notes: Wrote this on a bus.
Tags: #poetry #life #home #bus #stranger #unique #travel #chat #airport #commute

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