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Mar 2017
I caught the sleeper from Euston to Glasgow
sped north at 12 midnight

a strange looking woman entered my carriage
and demanded I sing one of my love songs

I cannot sing, I said, for my heart was broken
and all my love songs fled

fall in love with a stranger she smiled
and sat down next to me all the way to Glasgow.
Written by
nivek
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