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The Train Everyday

Poetry By: Irwinagain
Poetry



Sometimes people we see every day but never speak to can become important to us.


Submitted:Dec 16, 2011    Reads: 28    Comments: 9    Likes: 5   


Every day

The train

There

And back again

A face

Yours

In the crowd

I smile

You shine

Fingers touch

A shock

We retreat

To recover

And wait

Another day

Then alone

I make the journey

For weeks

Months

Truth descends

Reality hits home

I will never see you again





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