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The impatient soul awaits.
As crowds push towards the train.
He rushes to pass, can’t be late.
He looked at others, the insane.
He squeezed against and did shove.
They looked at him, silent grunts.
His angry mood, bared no love.
He was used to his way and wants.
One more push and catapults.
Into the air and did not fall.
He laughs at them, at their faults.
As he flies pass human walls.
Surprised, he got no attention.
He roared at them, till the last door.
His super power, that strengthened.
No longer waiting, he could soar.
Everyone looked to the left.
Train now expected delays.
Some tears were dropped as they wept.
A red end to someone’s day.
He flew back in that direction.
A sudden feeling, temptation.
There caught in the intersection.
His body, the impatient.
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