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May 2019
the train rolled relentlessly
chattering rhythmically along the rails.

skinny children,
business men.

the ripe smell of tired bodies,
unkempt,
unloved.

no one would dare
scream
Written by
basil  16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky
(16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky)   
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