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Jul 2020
I am an outbound train,
a passenger absorbed in the
comforts of your mind.
Your seatbelt holds me prisoner,
I am shackled to your presence,
chained to your tones,
addicted to you.
Let us ride to
the very
last stop,
tied
to the
tracks,
tracks,
tracks.
Written by
Rupert Pip  26/United Kingdom
(26/United Kingdom)   
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         Saumya, Imran Islam, Zoi Ardens, ---, Carlo C Gomez and 5 others
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