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Apr 2012
Our worlds are totally far apart,
my life is full of destruction and
loneliness, its like a broken down
boxcar that sits in the ghetto

Our eyes met and I see you
everyday riding the trains
and walking the streets
of India, good or bad I don't
know

Our dreams may be different
I only dream of you in gold
and diamonds and a will to
always protect you

Our train ride together offers
me a chance to leave my world
behind, only to join you and
your breathe-taking smile

Our thoughts about life and
who we protect are the same,
kind hearts beat that way and
you make mine beat in a very
special way

Our journey like the train, goes
in different paths with you never
knowing that when our eyes meet
you take me wherever you go
Phillip Blytheville
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Phillip Blytheville  Dallas, Texas
(Dallas, Texas)   
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