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Today the train wasn’t packed Although moving space, it lacked Someone got their bag caught in the doors, fact And a woman elbowed me without much tact. Luckily the man on the platform always has a smile Which makes me happy while I wait a while So I’m not in a bad mood at the end of the mile That I travel, then queue at the escalator in single file It is a relief to reach the suddenly cool air And the breeze calms me as it ripples through my hair I am then in no need of a jacket as I settle in my chair And I forget about the cost of my journey’s fare
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 5:10 AM UTC
Morning Commute
Today the train wasn’t packed Although moving space, it lacked Someone got their bag caught in the doors, fact And a woman elbowed me without much tact. Luckily the man on the platform always has a smile Which makes me happy while I wait a while So I’m not in a bad mood at the end of the mile That I travel, then queue at the escalator in single file It is a relief to reach the suddenly cool air And the breeze calms me as it ripples through my hair I am then in no need of a jacket as I settle in my chair And I forget about the cost of my journey’s fare
serenity-elliot
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 5:10 AM UTC
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