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Pods routed back and forth Inside Cells linked to the central nervous system Soulless The cry of a sapling Lush, primal sounds But deaf to the neighbours All distracted by a stream A tweet "Doors closing..." Repeated beeps Launching sprints Rivalling Olympians But not all pass the finish line The end of the line: School Work Leisure Three modes activated Upon the opening of pod doors A hurry Never stopping Never hearing Never open Of hearts Wallets A song from yesterday The flower withers Pulp for pennies The flower withers Only so much could be done Outside the system
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 11:17 PM UTC
System (a Singapore subway)
Pods routed back and forth Inside Cells linked to the central nervous system Soulless The cry of a sapling Lush, primal sounds But deaf to the neighbours All distracted by a stream A tweet "Doors closing..." Repeated beeps Launching sprints Rivalling Olympians But not all pass the finish line The end of the line: School Work Leisure Three modes activated Upon the opening of pod doors A hurry Never stopping Never hearing Never open Of hearts Wallets A song from yesterday The flower withers Pulp for pennies The flower withers Only so much could be done Outside the system
#trains#poverty#city#urban#singapore#station#subway#metro#buskers#overcrowding
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Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 11:17 PM UTC
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