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Passing Strangers
The smell of rust and oil circling
around our noses amplifying the sound
of silence, flashing lights under the tunnel, the train's heavy wheels like
an old clock chiming
time is running.
Amidst every drop of sweat
are thoughts...
around our noses amplifying the sound
of silence, flashing lights under the tunnel, the train's heavy wheels like
an old clock chiming
time is running.
Amidst every drop of sweat
are thoughts...
