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Oct 2019
If my train of thought were a real train,
It'd be a high speed bullet one
whizzing by
to fast to see the people in the window
to fast for them to see me
Or else it would be an hour late already
and will it ever come?
ask the people on the platform
as they check their shiny silver watches
It's the third time this week
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