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May 2019
I love train stations.
Unironically, I hasten to add.
I get excited when I get to explore
A new one, even though I have a
Habit of getting lost easily and
Ending up on the wrong platform.
I’ve never missed my train though,
To everyone’s surprise.
Getting lost in the easiest of places
Is my speciality, but the usual anxiety
Doesn’t course through my body
In stations, the liminality is
Almost comforting. It’s an in between platform,
Not the start and not the end, always
Somewhere else to go afterwards.
I like that.
Written by
Alicia  19/F/UK
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