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Jul 2017
I was waiting on the platform
The train screeched to a halt
Crowds bolted out the doors
Within the frenzy I saw a face
That blurred the background
For that was me coming out
And me going back in again
Written by
5oulPoet
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   Cinzia, --- and Paul Jones
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