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Apr 15
I feel like one of those guys in those movie scenes,
you know those sad scenes?
Those waiting at the train station,
as people speed up around them.

Now I stand here helpless as well,
helpless to the continued march of time.
Not waiting for a friend orΒ loved one,
just a little lost.
Written by
Pj
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